[ti:I am a youth that's inclined to ramble]
[ar:Cara Dillon]
[al:Sweeet Liberty]

[00:05.91]歌曲:I am a youth that's inclined to ramble
[00:07.98]歌手: Cara Dillon 專輯: <<Sweeet Liberty>>
[00:13.00]I am a youth that's inclined to ramble,
[00:20.06]To some foreign country I mean to steer,
[00:27.62]I am loath to part from my friends and comrades,
[00:34.87]And my dear sweet heart, whom I loved dear.
[00:42.02]But there's one of those I do most admire,
[00:49.56]One her I'll think when I am far away,
[00:56.36]For since fates decreed I am resolved to part her,
[01:03.51]And try my fortune in America
[01:10.76]So farewell darling I must leave you,
[01:18.03]I place great dependence on your constancy,
[01:25.06]That no other young man may gain your favor,
[01:32.49]Or change your mind when I am over the sea.
[01:39.36]For although the seas do separate us,
[01:46.87]And in between us they do rise and fall,
[01:53.75]If fortune favors me you'll find your Jamie,
[02:00.84]Returning homeward from America.
[02:19.29]Oh Jamie dear do you remember,
[02:28.19]When I sat with you for many the hour,
[02:33.08]And my young fancy away was carried,
[02:39.84]And the bees hummed around on each opening flower,
[02:47.05]But when you're crossing the western ocean.
[02:54.47]The maid that loved you, you'll never mind aver,
[03:01.35]And you'll scarce ever think upon the maids of Erin,
[03:08.64]For you'll find strange sweethearts in America.
[03:40.88]Oh Mary dear, I don't dissemble,
[03:47.42]For to all other fair maids I'll prove untrue,
[03:54.81]And if you think that these are false promise,
[04:01.80]I'll leave these vows as a pledge to you.
[04:08.93]That what I have may prove unsuccessful,
[04:16.19]And fortune prove to me a slippery ball,
[04:23.53]That a favoring gale it may nerve blow on me,
[04:30.74]If forsake you in America.
[04:37.75]And to conclude and to end these verses,
[04:44.84]May God protect this young female fair,
[04:52.16]And keep her from every wild embarrassment,
[04:59.29]And of my darling take the greatest care.
[05:06.36]For she's slow to anger and of kind disposition,
[05:13.91]And her cheeks like roses in June do blow,
[05:20.63]In my nightly slumbers when ever I think on her,
[05:27.85]I could court her vision in America.