No Rules or Borders Songtext
von The Irish Rovers

When I was young and foolish I joined to be a soldier
They marched me up and down the town with a gun upon me shoulder
I fought in bloody battlefields where many′s the life was squandered
I didn't like that job a′tall so I did me hitch then wandered

To hell with all your orders I want no rules or borders
I'll spend me time a-ramblin' round drinking pints of porter

Be damn i had a wife one time but we were badly mated
We argued this we argued that and now we′re separated
And if by chance i pass her by I′m always right and civil
"Good morning to you ma'am" says I, "to hell with you", she snivels

To hell with all your orders I want no rules or borders
I′ll spend me time a-ramblin' round drinking pints of porter


There′s some who do their daily toil and seem to be contented
If that was me I'd whinge all day and no doubt be demented
I tip me hat to workers all who bear their situation
I′ll never be a wage-slave for it's not me live's vocation

To hell with all your orders I want no rules or borders
I′ll spend me time a-ramblin′ round drinking pints of porter

There's freedom on the open road to travel where you pleases
Down country lanes or leafy glens in snow or summer breezes
No one to tell me what to do no boss to scrutinize me
I′m happy as a lark for I'm the one that does advise me

To hell with all your orders I want no rules or borders
I′ll spend me time a-ramblin' round drinking pints of porter
To hell with all your orders I want no rules or borders
I′ll spend me time a-ramblin' round drinking pints of porter