The Weavers
Текст песни Ramblin' Boy

So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.
So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.

He was a man and a friend always,
We rambled 'round in the hard, old days,
He never cared if I had no dough,
We rambled 'round in the rain and snow.

So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.
So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.

In Tulsa town we chanced to stray,
We thought we'd try to work one day.
The boss said he had room for one,
Says my old pal, "We'd rather bum."

So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.
So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.

Late one night in a jungle camp,
The weather it was cold and damp,
He got the chills and he got 'em bad,
I lost the only friend I had.

So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.
So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.

He left me here to ramble on,
My ramblin' pal is dead and gone.
Now, if when we die we go somewhere,
I'll bet you a dollar he's ramblin' there.

So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.
So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy,
May all your rambles bring you joy.