Rambler, Gambler

I’m a rambler, I’m a gambler
I’m a long way from home
And if you don’t like me You can leave me alone
For it’s dark and it’s rainin'
And the moon gives no light
And my pony can’t travel
This dark road at night
Oh, I once had me a true love
Her age was sixteen
She was the flower of Belton
And the rose of Saline
But her parents didn’t like me Now she’s just the same
If I’m writ on your books, gal
Just blot out my name
I’m a rambler, I’m a gambler
I’m a rambler, I’m a gambler