BF> There's a parody of "The Wild Rover" that I've been looking for for
 BF> years.  It has a chorus something like: 

 BF> And it's no, nay, never,
 BF> No nay never no more
 BF> Will I play "The Wild Rover"
 BF> Nay never, no more
 BF> 
 BF> Does anyone have a clue about this?

This is just one verse, published in THE BARBEQUED SONGBOOK, 
as I recall.

Hmmm....  think, think, think 


Now I've played for my supper for many a year
My guitar has been good for much whiskey and beer.
But my hands are so tired, my throat is so sore
That I never will play "The Wild Rover" no more

ummm... credits, credits....   

S. Mize, I =think=.


... Hey, Worf! I hooked Data up to a Modem... wanna see?