The Weavers — Ramblin Boy

So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy 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 and snow So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles 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 Says my old pal, "We'd rather bum." So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles 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 I lost the only friend I had So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy He left me here to ramble on My ramblin' pal is dead and gone Now, if when we die we go somewhere I'll bet you a dollar he's ramblin' there So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy So fare ye well, my ramblin' boy May all your rambles bring you joy