Rambling Gambler - Alan Lomax

I’m a rambler and a gambler

And a long ways from home

If the people don’t like me

They can leave me alone

Oh, it’s dark and it’s a-rainin'

And the moon gives no light

My pony won’t travel

On this dark road at night

Go put up your pony

And give him some hay

Come take your seat by me

Just as long as you stay

My pony isn’t hungry

No, he won’t eat your hay

We’re headed for Wyoming

We’re gonna graze on the way

I used to have me a pretty little sweetheart

Her age was nineteen

She was the flower of Belton

And the rose of Saline

But her parents were against me

And now she is the same

If I’m on your book, love

Won’t you blot out my name

I’m a rambler and a gambler

And a long ways from home

If the people don’t like me

They can leave me alone

Oh, it’s dark and it’s a-rainin'

And the moon gives no light

My pony won’t travel

On this dark road at night