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A Rolling Stone - from Rhymes of a Rolling Stone, by Robert W. Service

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A Rolling Stone - from Rhymes of a Rolling Stone, by Robert W. Service Rhymes of a Rolling Stone by Robert W. Service A Rolling Stone There's sunshine in the heart of me, My blood sings in the breeze; The mountains are a part of me, I'm fellow to the trees. My golden youth I'm squandering, Sun-libertine am I; A-wandering, a-wandering, Until the day I die. I was once, I declare, a Stone-Age man, And I roomed in the cool of a cave; I have known, I will swear, in a new life-span, The fret and the sweat of a slave: For far over all that folks hold worth, There lives and there leaps in me A love of

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