Lyrics:

Rodgers

For years and years I rambled drank my wine and gambled
But one day I thought I would settle down
I had met a perfect lady she said she'd be my baby
Now we built a cottage down in the old home town
Somehow I can't give up my good old rambling ways
For the railroad trains are calling me away
I may be rough I may be wild I may be tough but that's just my style
I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways
Instrumental (Dobro + Pedal Steel Guitar)
Somehow I can't give up my good old rambling ways
For the railroad trains are calling me away
I may be rough I may be wild I may be tough but that's just my style
I can't give up my good old rough and rowdy ways