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I love to go a wandering,
Along the mountain track,
And as I go, I love to sing,
My knapsack on my back.
Val-de-re, val-de-ra,
Val-de-re, val-da-ra,
My knapsack on my back.
I wave my hat to all I meet,
And they wave back to me,
And blackbirds call so loud and sweet,
From every greenwood tree.
Oh, may I go a wandering,
Until the day I die,
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God’s clear blue sky.