Naturally the internet is responding. "Goodnight Irene" is a song I know well from childhood; Uncle Skippy used to sing it a lot. (I suspect part of that may have been due to Woman-Related Angst, in hindsight.) (For those unfamiliar with the song, it has cheerful themes like a married man in love with another woman who may or may not be underage depending on the version of the song, suicidal ideation, and related.)
Here's one version: http://youtu.be/3dO_WuCiaxk
Now, the "stop your rambling, stop your gambling" verse has mutated in my head as I'm singing along. As these things do. So here I share with you:
Stop your rambling, stop your gambling
Stop staying up late online
Go home to your wife and family,
Go home to your kids, you swine.
Depending on the state of my brain when "Goodnight Irene" strikes me, the song may or may not ... mutate further.