Porter Wagoner Lyrics
"My Ramblin' Boy"

(Tom Paxton - Bill Phillips - Gordon Terry)

So here's to you my ramblin' boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.

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

So here's to you my ramblin' boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
And here's to you my ramblin' boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.

In Tulsa town we chanced to straight
We thought we'd try to work one day
The boss said he had a room for one
Said my old pal we'd rather bum.

So here's to you my ramblin' boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
And here's to you my ramblin' boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.

Then late one night in a jungle camp
The weather it was cold and damp
And he got the chills and he got 'em bad
I lost the only pal I had.

So here's to you my ramblin' boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
And here's to you my ramblin' boy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy.

May all your ramblin' bring you joy...