Loudon Wainwright Iii - Didn't He Ramble lyrics

My mother raised three grown sons, Buster, Bill, and me Buster was the black sheep of our little family Mother tried to break him of his rough and rowdy ways Finally had to get the judge to give him ninety days And didn't he ramble, ramble He rambled all around, in and out the town And didn't he ramble, ramble He rambled till the butchers cut him down He rambled in a gambling game, he gambled on the green The gamblers there showed him a trick that he had never seen He lost his roll and j**elry, he like to lost his life He lost the car that carried him there and someone stole his wife Didn't he ramble, ramble He rambled all around, in and out the town And didn't he ramble, ramble He rambled till the butchers cut him down He rambled in a swell hotel, his appetite was stout And when he refused to pay the bill, the landlord threw him out He looked to smack him with a brick, but when he went to stoop The landlord kicked him in the pants and knocked him for a loop And didn't he ramble, ramble He rambled all around, in and out the town And didn't he ramble, ramble He rambled till the butchers cut him down He rambled to the racetrack, to make a gallery bet He backed a horse called Hydrant, and Hydrant's running yet And when he took his ladder out to go and paint the town They had to run get megaphones to call that rambler down