I Am a Poor and a Ramblin’ Boy The New Journeymen

[Verse 1: All]
I am a rake and a ramblin' boy
Many a city I have been
In Cumberland City I made my way
Just to spend my money on the balls and play

[Verse 2: All, John Phillips]
Well in Cumberland City, yes I married me a wife
Loved her better than I did my life
She treated me kind by night and day
And she caused me to rob on this highway

[Verse 3: All, Denny Doherty]
Well, a pretty little gal seventeen years old
Hair just as yellow as the shinin' gold
The prettiest face and the neatest hands
God bless the ground on where she stands

[Outro: All]
I'm not ashamed or afraid to die
But I hope I'll meet you
By and by