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Rambling Boy

Well I'm a rake and a rambling boy
There's many a city I did enjoy
And now I've married me a pretty little wife
And I love her dear as I love my life.
Oh she as pretty, both neat and gay
Caused me to rob the broad highway,
Oh yes, I robbed it I do declare,
And I got myself ten thousand there.
Oh, when I die, don't bury me at all
Just place my bones in alcohol,
And at my feet place a white stone dove
To tell the world that I died for love.