So I rolled and a-rambled like a leaf in the wind / Well, I found my fast ladies and some hard livin' men / Well I sometimes went hungry with my pockets all bare / Lord, I sometimes had good luck with money to spare / I made me some friends, Lord, that I won't soon forget / Some are down under and some are rambling yet / But as for me, I'm headed home / Back to high Colorado never more for to roam.
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