He was a man, and a friend always
He stuck with me, in the hard old days
He never cared, if I had no door
We lambled down, in the rain and snow
And here's to you, my lambling boy
May all your rambling bring you joy
Here's to you
My lambling boy
May all your rambling bring you joy
In Tarasatown
We chanced his trade
We thought we'd try
To Aquanday
To Aquanday
The boss said
He had room for one
Says my old pal
We'd rather band
Late one night
In a jungle town
The weather is
The weather is
The weather was cold and damp
He got the chills
And he got them back
They took the only friend I had
And here's to you
My lambling boy
May all your rambling bring you joy

May all your ramblin' bring you joy
Here's to you, my London boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
He left me here
To ramble on
My ramblin' pal
Is dead and gone
If can we die
We go somewhere
I'll bet you a dollar
His ramblin' day
And fare thee well
My London boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
Fare thee well
My London boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy