My Ramblin' Boy - The Kingston Trio

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