A Lonely Flute - Odell Shepard

Let me have my fill of the wide blue air
And the emerald cup of the sea
And a wandering road blown bright and bare
And it is enough for me.

The love of a man is a goodly thing
And the love of a woman is true,
But give me a rollicking song to sing
And a love that is always new.

For I am a rover and cannot stay
And blithe at heart am I
When free and afoot on a winding way
Beneath the great blue sky.

It's a long road and a steep road
And a weary road to climb.
The air bites chill on the windy hill.
At home it is firelight time.

The sunset pales ... along the vales
The cottage candles shine
And twinkle through the early dew.
Thank God that one is mine!

And dark and late she'll watch and wait
Beyond the last long mile
For the weary beat of homing feet
With her wise and patient smile.