Standard (EADGBE)

 Folks in Nashville slammed the door said

 We don't want you anymore

 Find your own way down the road

 Pack your fiddle and your guitar

 Take a train or take a car

 Find someone else to keep you from the cold

 Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death

 Sang with whiskey on his breath

 His heart broke like a child

 Rollin and ramblin

 The sun had set out on the trail

 Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride

 Oh, he always sang the blues like it was all he ever knew

 He didn't sing at all at night

 He was pale and as he dozed

 He didn't know his time had closed

 Slumped in the back seat to the right

 Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death

 Sang with whiskey on his breath

 His heart broke like a child

 Rollin and ramblin

 The sun had set out on the trail

 Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride

Solo

 So they sent him on a night train south

 In the cities and the rural routes

 Just one more place to go

 Ah the whistles sang the bluest note

 like it came from his own throat

 Moaning sad and cryin low

 Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death

 Sang with whiskey on his breath

 His heart broke like a child

 Rollin and ramblin

 The sun had set out on the trail

 Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride