FOLKS IN NASHVILLE
SLAMMED THE DOOR
SAID WE DON'T WANT
YOU ANYMORE
FIND YOUR OWN
WAY DOWN THE ROAD
PACK YOUR FIDDLE
AND YOUR GUITAR
TAKE A TRAIN
OR TAKE A CAR
FIND SOMEONE ELSE
TO KEEP YOU FROM
THE COLD
ROLLIN'
AND RAMBLIN'
WOMEN LOVED HIM
HALF TO DEATH
HE SANG
WITH WHISKEY
ON HIS BREATH
HIS HEART BROKE
LIKE A CHILD'S
ROLLIN'
AND RAMBLIN'
THE SUN HAS SET
OUT ON THE TRAIL
THE HOBO'S
DRIFTED UP THE RAIL
HE'S TAKEN HIS
LAST RIDE
OH HE ALWAYS
SANG THE BLUES
LIKE IT WAS ALL
HE EVER KNEW
HE DIDN'T SING AT
ALL THAT NIGHT
HE WAS PALE AND
AS HE DOZED
HE DIDN'T KNOW
HIS TIME WAS CLOSED
SLUMPED IN THE
BACK SEAT TO
THE RIGHT
ROLLIN'
AND RAMBLIN'
WOMEN LOVED HIM
HALF TO DEATH
HE SANG
WITH WHISKEY
ON HIS BREATH
HIS HEART BROKE
LIKE A CHILD'S
ROLLIN'
AND RAMBLIN'
THE SUN HAS SET
OUT ON THE TRAIL
THE HOBO'S
DRIFTED UP THE RAIL
HE'S TAKEN HIS
LAST RIDE
4 BAR
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK
SO THEY SEND
HIM ON A NIGHT
TRAIN SOUTH
THROUGH
THE CITIES AND
THE RURAL
ROUTES
JUST ONE MORE
PLACE TO GO
AH THE WHISTLE SANG
THE BLUEST NOTE
LIKE IT CAME FROM
HIS OWN THROAT
MOANIN' SAD
AND CRYIN' LOW
ROLLIN'
AND RAMBLIN'
WOMEN LOVED HIM
HALF TO DEATH
HE SANG
WITH WHISKEY
ON HIS BREATH
HIS HEART BROKE
LIKE A CHILD'S
ROLLIN'
AND RAMBLIN'
THE SUN HAS SET
OUT ON THE TRAIL
THE HOBO'S
DRIFTED UP THE RAIL
HE'S TAKEN HIS
LAST RIDE
ROLLIN'
AND RAMBLIN'
THE SUN HAS SET
OUT ON THE TRAIL
THE HOBO'S
DRIFTED UP THE RAIL
HE'S TAKEN HIS
LAST RIDE
OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH