For years and years I've rambled drank my wines and gambled I met a perfect lady she said she'd be my baby
But one day I thought I'd settle down
We built a cottage in the old hometown But somehow I can't forget my good old rambling days Now the railroad trains are calling me away
Well I may be rough I may be wild I may be tough and out of style But I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways
( dobro He grabs my hand and says boy have a drink
Now sometimes when I meet a bounder who knew me when I was a rounder
We'd go down to the poolroom get in the gang and then soon But somehow I can't forget.The daylight comes before I had a wink.
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