End Of My Rambling Ways
I’ve always been a wayfaring wanderer.
Rambling back and forth across this land.
I’ve never wanted to settle down.
I’m just a fun loving traveling man.
Then I met that little gal.
Way down in Abilene.
She made my heart skip a beat.
As pretty as a beauty queen.
She looked my way and I was hooked.
I knew my rambling days were through.
But, it was more than just her looks.
My mama didn’t raise no fool.
She had the charms and manners of class.
Yet, she could talk to me like an average Joe.
She was intelligent and well versed.
Yet, never made me feel stupid or low.
I stayed around and we dated some.
We fit together like a hand in a glove.
I knew that I had found my soul mate.
Friends said, go ahead and ask her, with a shove.
I proposed and the rest is history.
She is my woman. She is my life.
I gave up my rambling ways.
Just to make this woman my wife.————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)