Ramblin' Man

(альбом: Kindred Spirits - 2020)

Lord, I was born a rambling man
Tryna make a living and doing the best I can
And when it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand
That I was born a rambling man

My father was a gambler down in Georgia
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun
I was born in the back seat of a, Greyhound bus
Rolling down highway forty-one

Lord, I was born a rambling man
Tryna make a living and doing the best I can
And when it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand
That I was born a rambling man

I'm on my way to New Orleans this morning
And I'ma leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee
They're always having a good time down on the, bayou oh Lord
Them Delta women think the world of me, yeah

Lord, I was born a rambling man
Tryna make a living and doing the best I can
And when it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand
That I was born a rambling

Lord, I was born a rambling man
Tryna make a living and doing the best I can
And when it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand
That I was born a rambling man
And when it's time for leaving, I hope you'll understand
Oh, I was born a rambling, yeah
Oh Lord, I was born a rambling' man