My Rough And Rowdy Ways

For years and years I've rambled

I drank my wine and gambled

But one day I thought I would settle down

I have met a perfect lady

She said she'd be my baby

We built a cottage in the old hometown

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 and 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 and that's just my style

I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways

blues boy