For years and years I rambled I drank my wine and gambled
But one day I thought I would settle down
I had met a perfect lady she said she'd be my baby
We'd build a cottage in the old home town

But somehow I can't give up my good old rambling ways
Lord the railroad trains are calling me away
I may be rough I may be wild
I may be tough but that's just my style
I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways

But somehow I can't give up my good old rambling ways
Lord the railroad trains are calling me away
I may be rough I may be wild
I may be tough but that's just my style
I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways