Brendan Kelly and the Wandering Birds - Ramblin' Revisited lyrics

I'm lying here dreaming of you Soft to the touch, just a few cubes Beaded with sweat, smooth going down Knocking me out in the next round Propping me up, keeping me hard This is the greatest heavenly reward Now I can't think, now I can't breathe Some of these guys that started like me Turned into thieves. Down by the dumps Down by the docks, down in those lungs There's just the ash of those fiery songs But those days are gone boys, those days are gone And still we ramble on Sing for the stumps where legs used to be Pa** me the bottle and pa** me the beans Stoke up the fire and hide from the guard Swinging that stick and patrolling the yard Now this here bindle is all I have To show for the rambling I did in my past Cut into soil where things don't grow It don't come back. Didn't you know? It only knows to go Now here we come, slouching off back to where we begun Burnt by that sun Burnt but not done Cuz in this moonlight we can still run