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There's a race of men that don't fit in, / A race that can't stay still; / So they break the hearts of kith and kin, / And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and they rove the flood, / And they climb the mountain's crest; / Theirs is the curse of the gipsy blood, / And they don't know how to rest.