For years and years I rambled Drank my wine and gambled But one day I thouhght I settle down I met a fair young lady She said, she'll be my baby We'll build a cottage in the ol' home town (dee-yodel...) But somehow I can't forget my good old ramblin' days The railroad trains are calling me away I may be rough and I may be wild I may be tough and counted bile But I can't give up my good ol' rough and rowdy ways (dee-yodel...) Sometimes I meet a bounder That knew me when I was a rounder He grabed my hand and says: boy, have a drink We go down to the pool room Getting the game and then soon The daylight come before I had a wink (dee-yodel...) But somehow I can't forget my good old ramblin' days The railroad trains are calling me awayI may be rough and I may be wild I may be tough and counted bile But I can't give up my good ol' rough and rowdy waysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
