The Tune:

I love to go a-wandering,
Along the mountain track,
And as I go, I love to sing,
My knapsack on my back.

Chorus:
Val-deri, Val-dera,
Val-deri,
Val-dera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Val-deri, Val-dera.
My knapsack on my back.

I love to wander by the stream
That dances in the sun,
So joyously it calls to me,
"Come! Join my happy song!"
-Chorus

I wave my hat to all I meet,
And they wave back to me,
And blackbirds call so loud and sweet
From ev'ry green wood tree.
-Chorus

High overhead, the skylarks wing,
They never rest at home
But just like me, they love to sing,
As o'er the world we roam.
-Chorus

Oh, may I go a-wandering
Until the day I die!
Oh, may I always laugh and sing,
Beneath God's clear blue sky!
-Chorus

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I love to go a-gorging
Amid great gobs of food,
And as I do my abdomen
Continues to protrude.

Calorie, calorah,
Calorie, calorah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Calorie, calorah,
My body is obese.

Italian food with all its cheese
And thick tomato paste,
It never seems to pass on through
But hangs around my waist.

French cuisine inspires me
To even greater heights.
An eight-course meal is quickly done
In seven standard bites.

A German meal is all I need
To make my day complete.
It's hard to keep account of all
The strudel that I eat.

At hot dog stands and burger joints
To make my power play,
They bring it in a wheelbarrow
Instead of in a tray.