The Manchester Rambler The Dubliners

"The Manchester Rambler" by The Dubliners, released in 1967, is a folk song celebrating the spirit of working-class hikers in England. It highlights themes of nature, camaraderie, and social justice, reflecting the struggles of the working class. The song features traditional Irish instrumentation and has become an anthem for labor rights. #Folk

I've been over Snowdon
I've slept up on Crowdown
I've camped by the Winston's as well
I've sun bathed on Kinder
Been burned to a cinder
And many more things I can tell
My rucksack has oft' been my pillow
The heather has oft' been my bed
And sooner than part from the mountains
I think I would rather be dead

I'm a rambler, I'm a rambler
From Manchester way
I get all my pleasure the hard moorland way
I may be a wage-slave on Monday
But I am a free man on Sunday

The day was just ending
As I was descending
Near Grindsbrook just by Upper-Tore
When a voice cried, "Hey You"
In the way keepers do
He'd the worst face that I ever saw
The things that he cried were unpleasant
I the teeth of his fury I said
Sooner then part from the mountains
I think I would rather be dead

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