My Rambling Boy
Tom Paxton, 1964· Songs Well-Known in America · p.231
A E A E A
He was a man and a friend always; He stuck with me in the hard old days
E A E A
He never cared if I had no dough; We rambled round in the rain and snow
Chorus: (sing twice between each verse)
A D A E A
So here's to you my ramblin' boy; May all your ramblin' bring you joy
In Tulsa town we chanced to stray; We thought we'd try to work one day
The boss says he had room for one; Says my old pal "We'd rather bum!"
(Chorus)
Late one night in a jungle camp; The weather it was cold and damp
He got the chills, and he got 'em bad; They took the only friend I had
(Chorus)
He left me there to ramble on; My ramblin' pal is dead and gone
If when we die, we go somewhere; I'll bet you a dollar he's ramblin' there
(Chorus)
*Recorded by Tom Paxton and many other artists