My great great Grandfather
Prospected for gold
In the wilds of Alaska

In the Yukon cold

My great Grandfather

Fought the Civil War
On the side of the South
In the Infantry Corps


My own Grandfather
Was a hell of a man

He rode Rock Island Railroad
In the blowing sand


All this makes me wonder
What they'll say about me
Oh he was just some fool rambler

Dyin to be free

O-o-oh, I need one good woman to pull me through

O-o-oh, I got one good woman just like you



My great great Grandmother
Wore a calico gown
She had a double-barreled shotgun

That she never set down

My great Grandmother

Was a Cherokee bride
You could find her every evening
Down by the riverside


My own Grandmother
Had a heart of gold

She had eyes like an Angel
And an ocean for a Soul


All this makes me wonder
What they'll say about me
Oh he was just some fool rambler

Dyin to be free

O-o-oh, I need one good woman to pull me through

O-o-oh, I got one good woman just like you!