Lyrics:

For years and years I've rambled

I drank my wine and gambled

And then one day I thought I'd settle down

I met a sweet little lady

And she told me she'd be my baby

We bought a cottage on the old hometown



(Yodel)



I can't forget my rough and rowdy ways

Them old freight trains keep calling ma always

I may be rough, I may be wild,

I may act tough but it's just my style

Cause I can't forget my good old rough and rowdy ways



(Yodel)



Sometimes when I meet a rounder

Who knew me when I was a bounder

He grabs my hand and says 'boy, have a drink!'

We go down to the poolroom, get in the gang and then soon

It's broad daylight and I ain't had a wink



(yodel)



I can't forget my rough and rowdy ways

Them old freught trains keep calling me always

I may be rough, I may be wild,

I may act tough but it's just my style

'Cause I can't forget my good old rough and rowdy ways



(YODEL)