And I
will
never marry until I've had my fill
There is
no woman that I know can bend me to her will
As long
as I keep drifting like a seabird in its flight
I'll be
a firm believer in the pleasures of the night
I'm
dreaming
of the green hills and of dear old dad
I'm
dreaming
of the homestead where I was just a lad
I'm
dreaming
of the woodland in the pale moonlight
But they
don't hold a candle to the pleasures of the night
For I
will
never marry until I've had my fill
There is
no woman that I know can bend me to her will
As long
as I keep drifting like a seabird in its flight
I'll be
a firm believer in the pleasures of the night
When a
man
becomes a drifter his road is often rough
He has
so many problems 'cause he never gets enough
But with
his way of living to choose he has the right
He is a
true believer in the pleasures of the night
For I
will
never marry until I've had my fill
There is
no woman that I know can bend me to her will
As long
as I keep drifting like a seabird in its flight
I'll be
a firm believer in the pleasures of the night
I'll be
a firm believer in the pleasures of the night
