Lord I was
born a ramblin' man
Trying to make a livin'
and doin' the best I can
And when it's
time for leavin'
I hope you'll
understand
That I was
born a ramblin' man
My father
was a gambler
down in Georgia
And he wound
up on the
wrong end of a gun
And I was born
in the backseat
of a Greyhound bus
Rolling down
highway forty-one
Lord I was born
a ramblin' man
tryin' to make a livin'
and doin' the best I can
And when it's
time for leavin'
I hope you'll
understand
That I was born
a ramblin' man
Alright
I'm on my way to
New Orleans
this mornin'
Leavin' out of
Nashville Tennessee
They're always
havin' a good time
down on the
bayou Lord
Them delta women
think the world of me
Lord I was born
a ramblin' man
tryin' to make a livin'
and doin' the best I can
And when it's
time for leavin'
I hope you'll
understand
That I was born
a ramblin' man
Lord I was born
a ramblin' man
Lord I was born
a ramblin' man
Lord I was born
a ramblin' man
Lord I was born
a ramblin' man