Rover Lyrics by Jethro Tull
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I chase your every footstep
And I follow every whim.
When you call the tune I'm ready
To strike up the battle hymn.
My lady of the meadows ---
My comber of the beach ---
You've thrown the stick for your dog's trick
But it's floating out of reach.
The long road is a rainbow and the pot of gold lies there.
So slip the chain and I'm off again ---
You'll find me everywhere. I'm a rover.

As the robin craves the summer
To hide his smock of red,
I need the pillow of your hair
In which to hide my head.
I'm simple in my sadness,
Resourceful in remorse.
Then I'm down straining at the lead ---
Holding on a windward course.

Strip me from the bundle
Of balloons at every fair:
Colourful and carefree ---
Designed to make you stare.
But I'm lost and I'm losing
The thread that holds me down.
And I'm up hot and rising
In the lights of every town.
I chase your every footstep   And I follow every whim.   When you call the tune I'm ready   To strike up the battle hymn.   My lady of the meadows ---   My comber of the beach ---   You've thrown the stick for your dog's trick   But it's floating out of reach.   The long road is a rainbow and the pot of gold lies there.   So slip the chain and I'm off again ---   You'll find me everywhere. I'm a rover.      As the robin craves the summer   To hide his smock of red,   I need the pillow of your hair   In which to hide my head.   I'm simple in my sadness,   Resourceful in remorse.   Then I'm down straining at the lead ---   Holding on a windward course.      Strip me from the bundle   Of balloons at every fair:   Colourful and carefree ---   Designed to make you stare.   But I'm lost and I'm losing   The thread that holds me down.   And I'm up hot and rising   In the lights of every town.