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

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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

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