I was rich, but a ramblin' boyThrough many a city I did enjoyAnd there I married me a pretty little wifeAnd I loved her dear, then I loved my lifeShe was pretty, both neat and gayShe caused me to rob the road highwayI robbed it, yes, I do declareI made myself ten thousand damsPlenty of dry goods for to carry me throughMy pistol swords are mighty tooMy .44, she never failsMy true love comes for to call my bandMy mother says she has no homeMy sister says she's all aloneMy wife, she's left with Andy's fedWith a broken heart and a baby fedNow when I die, don't bury me at allJust place me away in AlcoholMy .44, laid by my feetPlease tell them I am just asleep