My Ramblin' Boy

(альбом: The Kingston Trio (Nick Bob John) - 1964)

Fare thee well, my rambling boy, may all your rambles bring you joy. Yes

Fare thee well, my rambling boy, may all your rambles bring you joy. Yes

He was a man and a friend always. We rambled 'round in the hard, old days
He never cared if I had no dough. We rambled 'round in the rain or snow

Fare thee well, my rambling boy, may all your rambles bring you joy. Yes

Late one night in a jungle camp, the weather it was cold and damp
He got the chills and he got them bad. I lost the only friend I had

Fare thee well, my rambling boy, may all your rambles bring you joy. Yes

He left me here to ramble on. My rambling pal is dead and gone
If, when we die, we go some where, I'll bet you a dollar he's a-rambling there

Fare thee well, my rambling boy, may all your rambles bring you joy. Yes

May all your rambles bring you joy
May all your rambles bring you joy