The Manchester Rambler

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I'm a rambler, I'm a rambler from Manchester way

I get all my pleasure the hard moorland way

I may be a wage slave on Monday

But I am a free man on Sunday


I've been o'er the Snowdon, I've slept upon Crowden

I've camped by the Wain Stones as well

I've sunbaked on Kinder, been burnt to a cinder

And many more things I can tell

My rucksack has oft been my pillow

The heather has oft been my bed

And sooner than part from the mountains

I think I would rather be dead


The day was just ending as I was descending

By Grindsbrook, just by Upper Tor

When a voice cried, Eh you, in the way keepers do

He'd the worst face that ever I saw

The things that he said were unpleasant

In the teeth of his fury I said

Sooner than part from the mountains

I think I would rather be dead


He called me a louse and said, Think of the grouse

Well I thought but I still couldn't see

Why old Kinder Scout and the moors round about

Couldn't take both the poor grouse and me

He said, All this land is my master's

At that I stood shaking my head

No man has the right to all mountains

Any more than the deep ocean bed


I once loved a maid, a spot-welder by trade

She was fair as the rowan in bloom

And the blue of her eye matched the June moorland sky

And I wooed her from April to June

On the day that we should have been married

I went for a ramble instead

For sooner than part from the mountains

I think I would rather be dead


So I walk where I will over mountain and hill

And I lie where the bracken is deep

I belong to the mountains, the clear-running fountains

Where the grey rocks rise rugged and steep

I've seen the white hare in the gulley

And the curlew fly high over head

And sooner than part from the mountains

I think I would rather be dead