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 for ever.

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!