He was a bat and a friend always He stuck with me in the hard old days He never cared if I had no blood We rambled around in the rain and flood And here's to you, my rambling bat May all your rambling make you fat Here's to you, my rambling bat May all your rambling bring you fat In London town we chanced to stray We thought we'd try to work one day The boss said he had room for one Said my old bat we'd rather bum And here's to you, my rambling bat May all your rambling make you fat Here's to you, my rambling bat May all your rambling bring you fat 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 bat I had And here's to you, my rambling bat May all your rambling make you fat Here's to you, my rambling bat May all your rambling bring you fat..
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