Ramblin On My Mind
(by robert johnson)
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind.
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind.
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind.
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind.
I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind.
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind.
Im going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see.
Im going down to the station, catch the fastest train I see.
I got the blues bout miss so-and-so, and her sons got the blues about me.
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind.
I got rambling, I got rambling all on my mind.
I hates to leave my baby, but she treats me so unkind.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Mommy And Daddy
by Micky Dolenz
M=Micky, C=Coco Dolenz, CR=Control Room (Chip Douglas)
M: ...or we could do...
C: Ha-ha, Micky, just do what they want...
CR: Do, uh, do both of these again...
Well, I'm an angry man, I sing an angry song,
Tell you, honey, it won't be long,
Well, I'll pack my bags, get out of here
With my guitar and a case of beer.
Well I'm going north and I'm going south,
Tell you, honey, better shut your mouth,
Well, I'll kick your head from here to hell,
You better know I can do it well.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon,
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Tell you what baby, well you better be moving on.
Well I really don't know I'm going for sure,
Ain't got a map and it ain't no tour,
I'm just heading out for the open sky,
Who knows, I might even die.
Well, don't you worry your pretty little head,
I never give a damn what I did or said,
That's why I'm packing to leave this place,
Can't stand to look at your cheating face.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon,
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Tell you what baby, well you better be moving on.
Well you treated me like a little boy
And you played around like I was a toy,
Guess you thought I'd have the blues,
Look whose crying, guess you lose.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon,
Midnight train, r
song performed by by Monkees
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The Blues Is Just A Bad Dream
A tree grows in my back yard
It only grows at night
Its branches theyre all twisted
Its leaves are afraid of light
They say the blues is just a bad dream
They say it lives upside your head
But when its lonely in the morning
Youre bound to wish that you was lying dead
Theres winds out on the ocean
Theyre blowing just as they choose
But then winds aint got no emotion, baby
And they dont know the blues
They say the blues is just a bad dream
They say it lives upside your head
But when its lonely, lonely in the morning
Youre bound to wish that you was lying dead
My mind is rambling and rambling
Just like some rolling stone, no
Since that nightmares come to stay with me, baby
My thoughts just dont belong
They say the blues is just a bad dream
They say it lives upside your head
But when they visit you around midnight
Youre bound to wish that you were lying dead
song performed by by James Taylor
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One Interest
Those rambling on about themselves,
Will not be concern about hearing...
Of another losing a close family member,
Or a beloved pet.
Or could they care any less,
About one's giving up eating...
A missed dessert.
That has icecream and bananas...
Assorted toppings and whipped creram on it.
Or the pronouncing of another's last name,
To get that correct.
Those rambling on about themselves,
Have only one interest.
And it will not take a scientist,
To guess what that interest is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Blues Leave Me Alone
(by james lane)
Blues, blues trying to drive me away from home.
Blues, blues trying to drive me away from home.
Had the blues so bad, blues followed me all day long.
Blues, blues wont let me take my rest.
Blues, blues wont let me take my rest.
My mind is rambling like a wild geese out in the west.
Well, youre my all day steady, baby youre my midnight dream.
Yes, youre my all day steady, baby youre my midnight dream.
I love that woman better than anyone Ive ever seen.
Blues, blues follow me all day long.
Blues, blues follow me all day long.
Blues, blues wont you please leave me alone.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Midnight Train
Now listen just a minute while I sing this song,
Dont you worry baby it wont take long.
Im just about ready to draw the line,
So dont be surprised if I leave this time.
Well Im goin north and Im goin south
Dont want no more of your lyin mouth.
Im hittin the road, gonna ring some bells,
Better know I can do it well.
Chorus:
Midnight train, ramblin ramblin
All night long Im gamblin, gamblin
Been losin all my money and it really is funny, umm badda dum.
Midnight train, ramblin ramblin
Al night Im gamblin, gamblin
Well tell you what baby, well you better be movin on.
Well I really dont know where Im goin for sure,
Aint gotta map, it aint no tour.
Just headin out to the open sky,
Who knows, might even die.
Well dont you worry your pretty little head
cause you never gave a dang what I did or said.
Thats why Im packin to leave this place
Cant stand to look at your cheatin face.
Chorus
Well you treated me like a little boy
And played around like I was a toy.
Guess you thought Id have the blues,
Look whose cryin, guess you lose.
Chorus (twice)
Its about that time, better be movin on
Midnight train (version from missing links, vol. 3)
1: well Im an angry man, I sing an angry song,
Tell you honey it wont be long,
Well Ill pack my bags, get outa here,
With my guitar and a case o beer.
Well Im goin north and Im goin south,
Tell you honey, better shut youre mouth,
Well Ill kick your head from here to hell,
You better know I can do it well.
Chorus: midnight train, ramblin, ramblin,
All night long Im a-gamblin, gamblin,
Losin all my money well it really is funny, hon.
Midnight train, ramblin, ramblin,
All night long Im a-gamblin, gamblin,
Tell you whatn baby well you better be movin on.
2: well I really dont know where Im goin for sure,
Aint got a map, and it aint no tour,
Im just headin out for the open sky,
Who knows? might even die.
Well dont you worry your pretty little head,
I never give a damn what I did or said.
Thats why Im packin to leave this place,
Cant stand look at your cheatin face.
Chorus: (repeat)
3: well you treated me like a little boy,
And you played around like I was a toy.
I guess you thought Id have the blues,
Look whos cryin, guess you lose.
Chorus: (repeat)
Chorus: midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long Im gambling, gambling.
Losing all my money, well it really aint so funny, hon.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long Im gambling, gambling.
Tell you whatn baby, well you better be moving on.
Chorus: (repeat)
Chorus: its about that time, better be movin on.
Get outa here, you better be movin on.
Well thats all she wrote, you better be movin on.
Source: mark atkins (by ear)
song performed by by Monkees
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Rambling Dan
I'm Rambling Dan, I'm a gambling man,
I travel, no base, temptations I face,
I'm sharp on a wager, to win something major,
I have what it takes, and risk very high stakes.
A spin of the wheel, such excitement I feel,
The pull of the baize, one could never erase,
At a race I will bet, and a place I will get,
It's the thrill of the game, which still lights a flame.
I'm a winner you see, it's the sinner in me,
A roll of the dice, is enough to suffice,
It's a drug that I crave, with me now, to the grave,
I'm a gambling man, I'm Rambling Dan.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Police Dog Blues
(arthur blake, adapted by ry cooder)
All my life Ive been a travellin man
All my life Ive been a travellin man
Stayin alone and doing the best I can
I ship my trunk down to tennessee
Ship my trunk down to tennessee
Its hard to tell bout a man like me
I had a gal, I couldnt get her off my mind
I had a gal, I couldnt get her off my mind
She passed me up saying she didnt like my kind
Scared to bother around the house that night
Im scared to bother around the house that night
Got police dogs cravin for a fight
His game is rambling when he gets the chance
His game is rambling when he gets the chance
He leaves his mark on everybodys pants
Guess Ill travel, guess Ill let her be
Guess Ill travel, guess Ill let her be
Before she sets that police dog on me
song performed by by Ry Cooder
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Show-biz Blues
Written by peter green.
Tell me anybody
Now do you really give a damn for me
I said tell me anybody
Do you really give a damn for me
Oh cause I just got to tell you
About a thing thats bothering me
I was a rambling pony
I would roll, I would roll
I would roll from town to town
I was a rambling pony
I would roll from town to town
Yes just looking for a sweet woman
And making my love come on down
If I need anybody
Baby I would take you home with me
If I need anybody
Baby I would take you, baby I would take you
Baby I would take you home with me
Whoa but I dont need nobody
I dont anybody but him and me
And youre sitting there so green
Believe me man Im just the same as you
I said youre sitting there so green
Believe me man Im just the same as you
You want me to make a last cry Ill be satisfied
And thats exactly what I mean to do
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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These Kids Are Something Else Today
Why are you rambling?
'Why is that your concern? '
It isn't.
Although I am aware you make no sense.
'That's why it is called rambling.
I'm not trying to make any sense.'
You should.
Do you know how many people today,
Make no sense at all?
'No.
But I'm sure you do?
Come to think of it,
There is one fool...
Who begs to be cussed out.
Right now! '
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to offend.
I'm just curious that's all.
'Oh...
I aint talking about you.
I'm talking about that kid over there,
Trying to break into my car.'
I don't believe it!
That's my son.
We're shopping for new videos.
He's good with his hands.
He wants to be a mechanic.
These kids are something else today,
Aren't they?
'What are you going to say to him? '
What do you want me to say?
He never pays me any attention.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Nut Wins Again
A rambling chant, the lure of nothing in the art of intent.
A place to vent about the irrelevant.
Accustom to speaking to ones self can have mind boggling effects.
It can teach you the art of self entertainment.
Nobody else has to laugh because you are.
A smile and a wink come on now tell me what do you think.
As I put the peanut in places I shouldn't.
And to think you thought I wouldn't.
Just goes to show you don't bet against the nut.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Was Young When I Left Home
Written by Bob Dylan
Recorded on the Minnesota Hotel Tape (Dec 22, 1961)
Tabbed by Eyolf strem
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Open G tuning (DGdgbd')
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G' 000430
D 000210
C 002010
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I sorta made it up on a train. Huh, oh I'm here. This must be good for somebody, this sad song. I know it's good for somebody. If it ain't for me, it's good for somebody. I just talked about it, huh huh.
G
I was young when I left home
G' D C
and I been a-rambling 'round.
D
And I never wrote a letter to my home.
G G' D C
To my home, lord to my home.
D G
And I never wrote a letter to my home.
It was just the other day,
I was bringing home my pay
when I met an old friend I used to know.
Said your mother's dead and gone,
baby sister's all gone wrong
and your daddy needs you home right away.
Not a shirt on my back,
not a penny on my name.
But I can't go home thisaway.
Thisaway, lord lord lord.
And I can't go home thisaway.
If you miss the train I'm on,
count the days I'm gone.
You will hear that whistle blow a hundred miles.
Hundred miles, honey baby, lord lord lord,
and you'll hear that whistle blow a hundred miles.
I'm playing on a track,
ma would come and whoop me back
on them trussels down by old Jim McKay's.
When I pay the debt I owe to the commissary store,
I will pawn my watch and chain and go home.
Go home, lord lord lord.
I will pawn my watch and chain and go home.
Used to tell ma sometimes
when I see them riding blind,
gonna make me a home out in the wind.
In the wind, lord in the wind.
Make me a home out in the wind.
I don't like it in the wind,
I go back home again,
but I can't go home thisaway.
Thisaway, lord lord lord,
and I can't go home thisaway.
I was young when I left home
and I been all rambling 'round.
And I never wrote a letter to my home.
To my home lord lord lord.
And I never wrote a letter to my home.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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The rambling pole-cat leaves its house when there is banquet.
Be not careless in deeds, nor confused in words, nor rambling in thought.
quote by Marcus Aurelius
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The animal rambling in the stable makes the sleeping ones rise too.
Wild Roses
We the wild roses
grow on the rambling vine.
Confront the question this poses
seed the way of the disciplined mind.
A thorn this world to our senses
embedded savagely, our tortured flesh.
Lost in memory. Ancient cultivated terraces.
Sculptured beauty. Perfection now buried at rest.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Don't Mind
I don't mind your love,
I don't mind the one you're thinking of
'Cause I know, baby I know,
You're going to miss me.
I don't mind, he loves you so,
I don't mind, it can't grow cold
'Cause I know, baby I know,
You're going to miss me.
Baby, tell me what you've got to say.
I don't mind, this is all of my song.
I don't mind, goodbye, so long.
'Cause I know, I know,
You're going to miss me.
Baby, can you ever let me go?
You know, you know that I love you so.
Why'd you ever leave me?
Why'd you ever leave me?
Oh, so we will die. [Caution: I am very uncertain of this line]
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Principal Mr. Madison, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.
quote by Billy Madison
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One cannot fix one's eyes on the commonest natural production without finding food for a rambling fancy.
quote by Jane Austen
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A Mess Of Blues
(words & music by doc pomus and mort shuman)
I just got your letter baby
Too bad you cant come home
I swear Im goin crazy
Sittin here all alone
Since youre gone
I got a mess of blues
I aint slept a wink since sunday
I cant eat a thing all day
Every day is just blue monday
Since youve been away
Since youre gone
I got a mess of blues
Whoops there goes a teardrop
Rollin down my face
If you cry when youre in love
It sure aint no disgrace
I gotta get myself together
Before I lose my mind
Im gonna catch the next train goin
And leave my blues behind
Since youre gone
I got a mess of blues
Whoops there goes a teardrop
Rollin down my face
If you cry when youre in love
It sure aint no disgrace
I gotta get myself together
Before I lose my mind
Im gonna catch the next train goin
And leave my blues behind
Since youre gone
I got a mess of blues
Since youre gone I got a mess of blues
Since youre gone I got a mess of blues
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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To Rembrandt
As in that twilight, superstitious age
When all beyond the narrow grasp of mind
Seem'd fraught with meanings of supernal kind,
When e'en the learned, philosophic sage,
Wont with the stars through boundless space to range,
Listen'd with reverence to the changeling's tale;
E'en so, thou strangest of all beings strange!
E'en so, thy visionary scenes I hail;
That like the rambling of an idiot's speech,
No image giving of a thing on earth,
Nor thought significant in Reason's reach,
Yet, in their random shadowings give birth
To thoughts and things from other worlds that come,
And fill the soul, and strike the reason dumb.
poem by Washington Allston
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