Nomads

 

On the road again at the break of day

Our precious, little things companions on our way

Crossing borders we are free to travel as we please

Create a sense of home, wherever we may go

 

For we are travelling people, forever on the move

 

Always on the move, our load is light to bear

Our fare is simple food, the winds can take all care

People look when we arrive, they stare and wonder where

We go and whence we come and what we have to share

 

For we are travelling people, forever on the move

Come away, from afar

Come away, from afar

Raise your tent, set up your stand

Show your goods they're made by hand

We have come from many lands

And here's to the Nomads

Here's to the Nomad and the blood still in our veins

 

Children are our friends and old folk too are dear

We share with them our dreams, we share with them our cheer

We watch their smiles, we feel their tears as song and dance goes on

And on into the night, the cheerful sounding night

 

For we are travelling people, forever on the move

Come away, from afar

Come away, from afar

Raise your tent, set up your stand

Show your goods they're made by hand

We have come from many lands

And here's to the Nomads

Here's to the Nomad and the blood still in our veins