Oh, Didn't He Ramble

Didn't he ramble... he rambled
 Rambled all around... in and out of town
 Didn't he ramble... didn't he ramble
 He rambled till the butcher cut him down
 His feet was in the market place.his head was in the street
 Lady pass him by, said.look at the market meat
 He grabbed her pocket book.and said I wish you well
 She pulled out a forty-five.said I'm head of personnel
 Didn't he ramble... I said he rambled
 Rambled all around... in and out of town
 Didn't he ramble... oh didn't he ramble
 He rambled till the butcher shot him down
 He slipped into the cat house.made love to the stable
 Madam caught him cold.said I'll pay you when I be able
 Six months had passed .and she stood all she could stand
 She said buddy when I'm through with you
 Ole groundhog gonna be shakin yo' hand
 And didn't he ramble... he rambled
 Rambled all around... in and out of town
 Oh didn't he ramble... he rambled
 You know he rambled... till the butcher... cut him down
 I said he rambled.lord...'till the butcher shot him down