I'm a rambler. Lord, I'm a gambler. I'm a long way from my home.
If them people, they don't like me, Lord, they can leave me alone.
It's dark and, Lord, it's raining, and the moon gives no light.
My pony, she won't travel this dark road at night.
I'm a rambler. Lord, I'm a gambler. I'm a long way from my home.
Used to have me a pretty little sweetheart.
Lord, her age was nineteen.
She was the flower of Belton, Lord, the rose of Selene.
But her parents were all against me, and now she is the same.
Lord, if I'm on your books, babe,
won't you read them to me?
Won't you blot out my name?
I'm a rambler. Lord, I'm a gambler. I'm a long way from my home.
Lord, them people, they don't like me, better leave me alone.
Cause it's dark and, dark and a-raining, and the moon gives no light.
I'm a rambler. Lord, I'm a gambler. I'm a long way from my home.
My pony, she won't travel this dark road at night.
I'm a rambler. Lord, I'm a gambler. I'm a long way from my home.
My pony, she won't travel this dark road at night.