When the evening sun go down

I'm gonna bore you baby and ramble on

Don't let my leaving grieve you

When it comes to rambling lord I'm natural born

Don't let my leaving grieve you

Don't know where I'm headed

Don't remember where I'm from

Only when they lay me down will I feel at home

Don't let my leaving grieve you

Don't let my leaving grieve you

Don't you let my leaving grieve you

Ten thousand women came from the east and the west

To the burying ground as I got my rest

"Lord I'm good for nothing" she said in her Sunday dress

But when it comes to rambling yonder lies the best

Don't let my leaving grieve you

Don't let my leaving grieve you

Don't you let my leaving grieve you

Don't you let my leaving grieve you

Don't you let my leaving grieve you

When the evening sun go down

I'm bound to ramble on

I'm bound to ramble on