My Rough and Rowdy Ways - Doc Watson

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)