For years and years I rambled
I drank my wine and gambled
But one day I thought I would settle down
I met a perfect lady She said she'd be my baby
We built a cottage in the old hometown
But somehow I can't forget my good old rambling ways
The railroad trains are calling me away I may be tough,
I may be wild
I may be rough,
but that's just my style I can't give up my good old roughing rowdy
way
But somehow I can't forget my good old rambling ways
The railroad trains are calling me away
I may be tough,
I may be wild I may be rough,
but that's just my style
I can't give up my good old roughing rowdy way
