Come all you lonesome Ramblers by Gandydancer as on 'Gandydancer' From the CD we have the following words and wondered if anyone could help fill in the gaps? Come all you lonesome ramblers and gather around me now I - - - rambling I rambled with a rambling man I once had pretty fine clothes to wear and a pretty fine horse to ride But no I've got no money And no fine clothes to wear I once had plenty of money And friends standing all around But now my pocket book is empty No friend on earth to be found My poppa told me plenty My mamma taught me more Sayin' if i didn't quit my rowdy ways There would be trouble knocking at my door I sit in this lonesome jail house $40 won't pay my fine Corn whiskey has done for my body pretty women are troubling my mind Now its listen to the bluebird singin' don't you hear that mournful sound They're preaching this ramblers funeral In that lonesome graveyard ground Go and dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold, cold ground go and dig a whole in the meadow and watch the poor man go down Thank You
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