Didn't he ramble, he rambled Rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher cut him down
His feet was in the market place, his head was in the street Lady pass him by, said, look at the market meat He grabbed her pocket book, and said I wish you well She pulled out a forty-five, said I'm head of personnel
Didn't he ramble, I said he rambled Rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, oh didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher shot him down
He slipped into the cat house, made love to the stable Madam caught him cold, said I'll pay you when I be able Six months had passed, and she stood all she could stand She said buddy when I'm through with you Ole groundhog gonna be shakin yo' hand
And didn't he ramble, he rambled Rambled all around, in and out of town Oh didn't he ramble, he rambled You know he rambled 'til the butcher cut him down
I said he rambled lord 'til the butcher shot him downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
