Classical Music | Bass

Recorded on 05/06/2008, uploaded on 01/16/2009

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The Vagabond, from "Songs of Travel"

Give to me the life I love,
Let the lave go by me,
Give the jolly heaven above,
And the byway nigh me

Bed in the bush with stars to see,
Bread I dip in the river
There's the life for a man like me,
There's the life forever.

Let the blow fall soon or late,
Let what will be o'er me;
Give the face of earth around,
And the road before me.

Wealth I seek not, hope nor love,
Nor a friend to know me;
All I seek the heaven above,
And the road below me.

Or let autumn fall on me
Where afield I linger,
Silencing the bird on tree,
Biting the blue finger.

White as meal the frosty field
Warm the fireside haven
Not to Autumn will I yield, Not to winter even!

Let the blow fall soon or late,
Let what will be o'er me;
Give the face of earth around,
And the road before me.

Wealth I ask not, hope nor love,
Nor a friend to know me;
All I ask, the heaven above,
And the road below me.

Courtesy of International Music Foundation.