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I could settle down, be doing just fine
Til I hear that ol freight rolling down the line
Then I hurry straight home and pack
If I didnt go, I believe Id blow my stack
Love you, baby, but you got to understand
When the lord made me, he made a ramblin man
Some folks might say that Im no good
Wouldnt settle down, even if I could
When that open road starts to calling me
Something over the hill I got to see
Sometimes its hard, but you got to understand
When the lord made me, he made a ramblin man
Love to see the town passing by
And to ride the rails neath Gods blue skies
Travelling land from the mountains to the sea
Cause the life I believe he meant for me
When Im gone, my grave you stand
God call home your ramblin man
Ramblin man
Ramblin man