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!