Ramblin' Man

[Chorus] 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 youll understand, That I was born a ramblin man. Well 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. CHORUS Im on my way to New Orleans this mornin, Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee, Theyre always having a good time down on the bayou, Lord, them Delta women think the world of me. CHORUS [Repeat and Fade] Lord, I was born a ramblin man...