For years and years I've rambled I drank my wine and gambled And then one day I thought I'd settle down I met a sweet little lady And she told me she'd be my baby We bought a cottage on the old hometown I can't forget my rough and rowdy ways Them old freight trains keep calling ma always I may be rough, I may be wild I may act tough but it's just my style 'Cause I can't forget my good old rough and rowdy ways Sometimes when I meet a rounder Who knew me when I was a bounder He grabs my hand and says "boy, have a drink!" We go down to the poolroom, get in the gang and then soon It's broad daylight and I ain't had a wink I can't forget my rough and rowdy ways Them old freught trains keep calling me always I may be rough, I may be wild I may act tough but it's just my style 'Cause I can't forget my good old rough and rowdy ways