Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
Tom Paxton
He was a man and a friend always
He stuck with me in the bad old days
He never cared if I had no dough
We rambled round in the rain and snow
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling bring you joy
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling 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
Said my old pal we'd rather bum
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling bring you joy
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling 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
They took the only friend I had
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling bring you joy
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling bring you joy
He left here to ramble on
My rambling pal is dead and gone
If when we die we go somewhere
I bet you a dollar that he's rambling there
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling bring you joy
So here's to you my Rambling Boy
May all your rambling bring you joy