I’m just a roust a bout

shift in’ from town to town.

No job can hold me down, I’m just a knock a round (E)guy uy uy.

There’s a lot ta space be neath that sky.

(F#m)Till I find my (B7)place there’s no doubt

I’ll be a (B5)rov in’ roust a (E5)bout.

And (A)e ven if a pret ty girl

should catch my (G#m)eye,

I’ll give her a quick “Hel lo,” “Hey!” and a fast good (G#m)bye.

Oh, I’ll go the way I (A5)want,

drift in’ just like the (A5)sand,

do in’ what job I can, chang ing my plans as I (E5)choose.

Long as I keep hap py, I can’t lose.

(F#m)Till I find my (B7)place there’s no doubt

I’ll be a (B5)rov in’ roust a (E5)bout.

I’ll be a (B5)rov in’ roust a (E5)bout,

(G)rov in’, rov in’, (B5)rov in’ roust a (E5)bout.