Оригинален текст
For years and years, I've rambled
I drank my wine and gambled
But one day I thought
I would settle down
I have met a perfect lady
She said, she'd be my baby
We built a cottage
In the old hometown
But somehow I can't forget
My good old rambling ways
The railroad trains
Are calling me away
I may be tough, I may be wild
I may be rough but that's just my style
I can't give up my good old
Rough and rowdy ways
But somehow I can't forget
My good old rambling ways
The railroad trains
Are calling me away
I may be tough, I may be wild
I may be rough but that's just my style
I can't give up my good old
Rough and rowdy ways