Rambler, Gambler - Bob Dylan

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