Rambling Boy

I was rich but a rambling boy

Through many a city I did enjoy

And there I married me a pretty little wife

And I loved her dearer than I loved my life

She was pretty both neat and gay

She caused me to rob the road highway

I robbed it yes I do declare

I made myself ten thousand there

Plenty dry goods for to carry me through

My pistol sword my money too

My forty-four she never failed

My true love comes for to go my bail

My mother says she has no home

My sister says she’s all alone

My wife she left in sad despair

With a broken heart and a baby fair

Now when I die don’t bury me at all

Just place me away in alcohol

My forty-four lay by my feet

Please tell them I am just asleep