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He was a man and a friend always.
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He stuck with me in the hard old days.

He never cared if I had no dough.
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We rambled round in the rain and snow.

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And here's to you, my ramblin' boy.
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May all your ramblin' bring you joy.
F C
And here's to you, my ramblin' boy.
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May all your ramblin' 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."

Late one night in a jungle camp
The weather it was cold and damp.
He got the chills and he got 'em bad.
They took the only friend I had.

He left me here to ramble on
My ramblin' pal is dead and gone.
If when we die we go somewhere
I'll bet you a dollar he's ramblin' there.