I Lord I was born a ramblin' man.

Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can.

And when its time for leavin' I hope you'll understand,

that I was born a ramblin man.

My father was a gambler down in Georgia.

He wound up on the wrong end of a gun.

And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus,

rollin' down highway 41

Lord I was born a ramblin' man.

Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can.

And when its time for leavin' I hope you'll understand

that I was born a ramblin man.

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I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin'

leavin' out of Nashville, Tennesee

an' 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 its time for leavin' I hope you'll understand

that I was born a ramblin man.

Lord I was born a ramblin' man. 3x

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