.My mother raised three grown sons, Buster, Bill, and me
Buster was the black sheep of our little family
Mother tried to break him of his rough and rowdy ways
Finally had to get the judge to give him ninety days
And didn't he ramble, ramble
He rambled all around, in and out the tow.
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