[Verse 1]
For years and years, I've rambled
I drank my wine and gambled
But one day I thought I would settle down
I have met a perfect lady
She said she'd be my baby
We built a cottage in the old hometown

[Bridge]
But somehow I can't give up my good old rambling ways
Lord, the railroad trains are calling me away

[Chorus]
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

[Bridge]
But somehow I can't give up my good old rambling ways
Lord, the railroad trains are calling me away

[Chorus]
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
Pick them blues, boy!