Ramblin' Man

I can settle dow-own and be doinjust fine Til I hear an old train rollin down the line Then I hurry strai-aight home and pack And if I didn go, I believe I blow my stack I love you ba-aby, but you gotta understand When the lord made me He made a ramblin man. Some folks might sa-ay that I no good That I wouldn settle down if I could But when that open ro-oad starts to callinme There somethinor the hill that I gotta see Sometimes it har-rd but you gotta understand When the lord made me, he made a ra-amblinman. I love to see the tow-owns a-passinby And to ride these rails eath god blue sky Let me travel this la- and from the mountains to the sea cause that the life I believe he meant for me And when I go-one and at my grave you stand Just say God called home your ra-amblin man.