(Tom Paxton)

He was a man and a friend always
He stuck with me in the hard old days
He never cared if I had no dough,
We rambled round in the rain and snow

And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy

In Tulsa town, we chanced to stray
We thought that we, we might work one day
The boss said he had room for one,
Said my old pal, We'd rather bum”

And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy

Then late one night in a jungle camp
The weather it, it was cold and damp
He got the chills, he got 'em bad,
I lost the only friend I had

And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy

My ramblin' pal has rambled on,
My ramblin' boy, he's dead and gone
If when we die, we go somewhere,
I'll bet you a dollar he's ramblin' there

And here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
Here's to you, my ramblin' boy,
May all your ramblin' bring you joy
May all your ramblin' bring you joy