Ye Olde Roman Road

In the times of old Endless roads of stone Constructed by roman rule to sprawl across the land Far I have wandered, so far I have roamed I dream of the hearth that warmed my childrens home I see faces in the clouds of those who came before I Travel across the land on ye olde roman road On ye olde roman road To this very day The roads remain unscathed The stones still sing a merry tune Of travelers and trade Far I have wandered, so far I have roamed I dream of the hearth that warmed my childrens home I see faces in the clouds of those who came before I Travel across the land on ye olde roman road Far I have wandered, so far I have roamed Each village that I pass reminds me of my own I raise a pint up to the sky to those who came before Travel across the land on ye olde roman road