Rambling Boy

I was rich but a rambling boy
Through many a city I did enjoy
And there I married me a pretty little wife
And I loved her 5 dearer than I loved my 1 life

She was pretty, both neat and gay
She caused me to rob the road highway
I robbed it yes, I do declare
I made myself ten thousand there

Plenty dry goods for to carry me through
My pistol, sword, my money too
My forty-four, she never failed
My true love comes for to go my bail

My mother says she has no home
My sister says she's all alone
My wife she's left in sad despair
With a broken heart and a baby fair

Now when I die don't bury me at all
Just place me away in alcohol
My forty-four laid by my feet
Please tell them I am just asleep