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Sea Green Singers - Rolling Home - For an enlarged image, suitable for printing on A4 paper click on the image; for the words click on the title,

Rolling Home - Words
by John Tams

Round goes the wheel of fortune. Don't be afraid to ride.
There's a land of milk and honey waits on the other side.
There'll be peace and there'll be plenty. You'll never need to roam.
When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home.

Chorus:
Rolling home, when we go, Rolling home when we go
Rolling, roiling, When we go roiling home.


And the gentry in their fine array do prosper night and morn
While we into the fields must go to plough and sow the corn.
The rich may steal the power, but the glory's ours alone.
When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home.

Chorus

The summer of resentment. The winter of 'despair.
The journey to contentment is set with trap and snare.
Stand true and stand together. Your labour is your own.
When we go rolling home, when we go rolling home.

Chorus

The frost lies on the hedgerows and the icy winds do blow
While we poor weary labourers strive through the driving snow.
Our dreams fly up to glory - up where larks have flown.
When we go rolling home, when we go roiling home.

Chorus

So pass the bottle round and let the toast go free.
Here's a health to every labourer wherever they may be.
Fair wages now and ever. Lets reap what we have sown.
When we go rolling home, when we go roiling home.

Chorus