For years and years I rambled I drank my wine and gambled But one day I thought I would settle down I had met a perfect lady she said she'd be my baby We'd build a cottage in the old home town 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 but 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 but that's just my style I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways