A Rambler's Life

This time a bold young man, from the Banks of the Bann, not eighteen years ago
Well he sucked up lies and spared good-byes and sailed to meet the fold
Well I know the maids of Amsterdam, as fair as they can be but none holds fame
in body or name to the arms of Judy Lee!
Go!
Say nothing me boys, our smoke and our noise will be their black abyss
At the Battle of Old, seeing this and boys say’s «Aye, to fuck with this!»
Well I know the girl’s of Webster Town as fair as they can be but none holds
fame in body or name to the arms of Judy Lee!
Go!
Oh were is Angelina?
Oh where is bloody Judy Lee?
From Milan to Argentina, it’s a rambler’s life for me!
Goooooooo!
This time a bold young man!
From the Banks of the Bann!
Not eighteen years ago!
Well he sucked up lies!
And spared good-byes and sailed to meet the fold
Well I know the maids of Webster Town, as fair as they can be but none holds
fame in body or name to the arms of Judy Lee!
Oh were is Angelina?
Oh where is bloody Judy Lee?
From Milan to Argentina, it’s a rambler’s life for me!
(One more time boys)
Oh were is Angelina?
Oh where is bloody Judy Lee?
From Milan to Argentina, it’s a rambler’s life for me!
Oh!