Don’t fall in love with me darling I’m a rambler
Although you’re the sweetest sweetheart in this world
It’s all for your sake dear that I’m leaving
Don’t give your heart to a rambler, little girl

I handed you a line dear and I’m sorry
You’re just a little sweeter that the rest
Believe me when I say I don’t want to hurt you
Or do anything to mar our happiness

If I’d never had the blues, little darling
Or the lure of the road, dear on my mind
But I’m bound to hear the whistle of a freight train
And the boxcars as they rattle down the line