The Wanderer Poem by Francis Duggan

The Wanderer



The highways and the byways he has driven up and down
And he has lived and worked in many a town
He has travelled and travelled since he was nineteen
And in twelve years of travelling so much he has seen.

He has had his share of women though yet to take a wife
Never without a female in his young life
Yet not any children of which he does know
And a new love awaits him to where-ever to he does go.

He has worked as a drainer and as a builder's labourer and in many a shearing shed
And of most other shearers he is a long way ahead
A hard worker and a hard drinker he lives life in the hard way
And he is one who earns his every pay.

A person who has driven on many a road
The wandering man of the no fixed abode
The wanderlust in him he travels far and wide
Through villages and towns in the big Countryside.

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