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As I went down to Darby all on a market day I spied the biggest ram, sir That ever did feed on hay And he rambled, he did ramble He rambled 'till
Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher cut
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
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
Didn't he ramble... he rambled Rambled all around... in and out of town Didn't he ramble... didn't he ramble He rambled 'til the butcher cut him
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
Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled all around, in and out of town Didn't he ramble, didn't he ramble He rambled till the butcher cut
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
There's more pretty girls than one More pretty girls than one Every town I rambled around More pretty girls than one Look down that railroad line
There's more pretty girls than one More pretty girls than one Every town I rambled around More pretty girls than one Look down that railroad line
miner like me" I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow Coal cars rambled past my door Now they're standin' in a rusty row all empty
miner like me" I was born and raised in the mouth of the Hazard Hollow Coal cars rambled past my door Now they're standin' in a rusty row all empty
to leave a mark From my lips, unto the ground All that's lost, nothing more Can't get back the life I've gambled The days I've rambled Nothing more, tell me
these niggas to get paid Paying niggas to get laid He got you out here on the blade Now that nigga acting funny He done rambled all your money Now you
like choking on smoke Just like choking on smoke Our flames rambled dancing on the streets Dancing on the streets The feeling is burning and I can feel
a vigilante man Carry that sawed-off shot-gun in his hand? Would he shoot his brother and sister down? I rambled 'round from town to town, I rambled 'round
Ashes to ashes dust to dust If the women don't get you the liquor must He rambled and he rambled but the butchers had to cut him down He was
I heard of a cultured city life Breathtakin' lofty steeples And the day I called myself a man I left my land and my people And I rambled north and I
Tom Paxton Chorus: Fare thee well, my ramblin' boy, may all your rambles bring you joy. Yes, (Chorus) He was a man and a friend always. We rambled
All alone as I walked by the banks of the river Watching the moonbeams as evening drew nigh. All alone as I rambled I spied a fair damsel Weepin'
left me all alone I have rambled an I have rambled Until I have broke my po' self down I believe to my soul That the little girl is out of town Little
a vigilante man Carry that sawed-off shot-gun in his hand? Would he shoot his brother and sister down? I rambled 'round from town to town, I rambled 'round
ashes to ashes dust to dust if the women dont get you the liquor must he rambled and he rambled but the butchers had to cut him down [he was such
He was a pal and a friend always We rambled 'round in the hard ol' days He never cared if I had no dough We rambled 'round in the rain and snow So
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