I’ll be a dandy and I’ll be a rover;
You’ll know who I am by the song that I sing.
I’ll feast at your table, I’ll sleep in your clover.
Who cares what tomorrow shall bring?
[To chorus]
I can’t be contented with yesterday’s glories;
I can’t live on promises winter to spring.
Today is my moment, And now is my story
I’ll laugh and I’ll cry and I’ll sing
[To chorus]