Goin To Ramble Till I Die

Miles down this road to go,
Just left town, left all I know,
The Sun's low, the wild winds blow,

I'm going to ramble till I die.
I'm going to ramble til I die.

Just rolling across the plains,
A dark land where the moon wanes,
But in the morning the Sun flames,
I keep on keeping, going,
Keep on till I find you,
Wherever you've gone,
To mountains, deserts or
Valleys with grass wet with dew.
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I'm going to ramble until I die,
I'm going to ramble until I die.

BR Schoenbein
January 19, 2016