Standard (EADGBE)
Lord I was born a Ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a living and doing the best I can
When it's time for leaving 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
Rolling down highway forty-one
(Chorus)
I'm on my way to New Orleans this morning
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
(Chorus)