If I had money I do believe
That I would use it unselfishly
See to my family see to my friends
For what is money if it's not's spent
But I have little and less each day
Yet I have something worth more to me
I have hearth and harbourage
I met a wise man by the treasure tree
His hands were prisoners but his eyes were free
Lamenting stories of his crusade
He spoke of living day to day
And of all the riches that he's possessed
These were the two that serve him best
Hearth and harbourage
So all you rambling boys and girls
Trying to find your place in this world
You may be climbing or laying low
You may already be home, be home
I heard the young girl call to the clones
And it scared me to my bones
They're building anger, harvesting hate
They're selling false dreams for rainy days
Just give me water give me clean air
Show me kindness and I'll see you there
Give me hearth and harbourage
All you rambling boys and girls
Trying to find your place in this world
You may be climbing or laying low
You may already be home, be home