Recorded by: hank williams, sr. Written by: hank williams, sr. I can [am] settle dow-own and be doin’ just fine Til i [e7] hear an old train rollin’ down the [am] line Then i hurry strai-aight home and pack And if i [e7] didn’t go, i believe i’d blow my [am] stack I love you […]
[chorus] Lord, i was born a ramblin’ man, Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best i can. And when it’s time for leavin’, I hope you’ll 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. […]
[chorus] Lord, i was born a ramblin’ man, Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best i can. And when it’s time for leavin’, I hope you’ll 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. […]
[chorus] Lord, i was born a ramblin’ man, Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best i can. And when it’s time for leavin’, I hope you’ll 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. […]
[chorus] Lord, i was born a ramblin’ man, Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best i can. And when it’s time for leavin’, I hope you’ll 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. […]
[chorus] Lord, i was born a ramblin’ man, Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best i can. And when it’s time for leavin’, I hope you’ll 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. […]