Popular song about a vagabond, recorded by Éamonn Ó Tuathail in 1931.
There are some who keep to the right road,
And who swerve nor left nor right;
There are those who wander down the side road,
With the hedge for shelter in the night!
Well, I don't much care for the first lot,
When we meet I pass them by!
You can write me down amongst the worst lot,
For a homeless ne'er do well am I!
When you're jog, jog, joggin' along the white road,
With your luck all upside down!
Well, you don't much care if you're on the right road,
When you're bound for Nowhere Town!
I'm just as happy in the by-way, my way,
Wheresoever I may be!
For there's no friend waiting along the highway,
For a vagabond like me!
A road mender, County Louth, in the 1960s.