Текст песни Alan Lomax - Rambling gambler

I'm a rambler Lord I'm a gambler
I'm a long way from my home
And the people who don't like
They can leave me alone

For it's dark & it's raining
And the moon gives off no light
My pony can't hardly travel
On this dark road at night

Repeat 1st verse

I had me a pretty little sweetheart
Her age it was 19
She's the flower of Denton
Lord the rose of Saline

But her parents were against me
And now she is the same
If I'm on your books Lord
Won't you blot out my name