Naked Wanderlust

My fingers tap a sharp retort, upon the desk, upon the chair

My feet tap and wriggle, I can't ignore it anymore.

The wind is calling,  the long road stretches

And in the far distance the late sun beckons.

With no-one to stop me, to shop me, to trap me

I leave from the front door without looking back.

Now marching, arms swinging and distant bells ringing

I'm wandering, I'm roaming, I'm living my life.

With nothing to lose and so much to gain

I march on towards seeing those bright days again.

I'm jumping for joy, this is the life for me

To ramble, to wander, to rove and be free.

My bed is the cool earth,  my blanket - the sky

A rock is my pillow, on my earth bed I lie.

I eat what I forage, fruit, berries and nuts

I no longer worry what time the shop shuts!

So loudly I sing my wandering song that

The folk in the township are singing along.

I'm a rambler I'm a gambler, I'm a long way from home,

Love me or hate me, I'm roaming alone.

I'm as bare as the trees, now their leaves have gone,

I'm as bare as I was on the day I was born

Don't stop me, don't trap me, though jeer if you must

I'll never give up on my bare wanderlust.

I'm a rambler, I'm a gambler, I'm a long way from home

With no ties to bind me, I'm happy alone.