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For years and years I've rambled,
Drank my wines and gambled
But one day I thought I'd settle down
I met a perfect lady
She said she'd be my baby
We built a cottage in the old hometown.
But somehow I can't forget
My good old rambling days
Now the railroad trains are calling me away
Well, I may be rough, I may be wild
I may be tough and out of style
But I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways.
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Now sometimes when I meet a bounder
Who knew me when I was a rounder
He grabs my hand and says, ''Boy have a drink.''
We'd go down to the poolroom
Get in the gang and then soon
The daylight comes before I've had a wink.
But somehow I can't forget
My good old rambling days
Now the railroad trains are calling me away
Well, I may be rough, I may be wild
I may be tough and out of style
But I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways...
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