When I was just a boy, I left my … home (?)
And ventured out to conquer the whole wide world alone
My mama she did warn me – that if I left my home
I spend my days in sorrow – and scourge my life to roam (?)
The rambler's life I've made my own – this world has led me astray
I'll walk these windin' roads alone until my dyin' day
Many nights I've slept with beggars – and many days I've walked alone
And many holes I've found my bed in – oh the wicked seeds I've sown
And many men have I seen risen – and many more have I seen fall
And many times I've found no refuge – on my mother's name I'd call
The rambler's life I've made my own – this world has led me astray
I'll walk these windin' roads alone until my dyin' day
A prodigal son – I went back – but Mother she had died
Oh grief did overtake me – but I was too lost to cry (?)
Oh Mother went off to Jesus – to a mansion in the sky
But the rambler's life I've chosen - oh my soul in sin will die.
The rambler's life I've made my own – this world has led me astray
I'll walk these windin' roads alone until my dyin' day

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