CHORUS:
Lord I was born a Ramblin' Man.
Trying to make a living and doing the best I can.
But when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand
That I was born a Ramblin' Man.

VERSE 1:
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 41.

CHORUS

VERSE 2: Was on my way to New Orleans this morning.
Heading out of Nashville, Tennessee.
They're always having a good time down on the bayou, boys,
And them bayou women think the world of me.

CHORUS
Can you help me occupy my brain?
Oh yeah

I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind

Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me us so unreal

And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it's too late