Chorus:
Oh, I'm a rake and a ramblin' boy. There's many a city, Lord, I did enjoy,
But now I'm married, got a pretty little wife and I love her dearer than I love my life.
Oh, she was pretty and owed me a deal caused me to rob that broad highway
Oh, yes, I robbed it, I do declare. I got the city ten thousand bales.
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And when I die (and when I die) don't bury me at all (bury me at all)
Just place my bones, Lord, in alcohol and at my feet, a snow white dove to let the world know I died for love.