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 dearer than I loved my 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
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 Plenty dry goods for to carry me through
 My pistol sword, my money too
 My fourty-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 left, in sad despair
 With a broken heart, and a baby fair
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 Now when I die, don't burn me at all
 Just place me away in alcohol
 My fourty-four, lay by me feet
 Please tell them I am just asleep