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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man |
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Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can |
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And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand |
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That I was born a ramblin' man |
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Well my father was a gambler down in Georgia |
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And he had wound up on the wrong end of a gun |
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And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus |
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Rollin' down highway 41 |
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man |
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Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can |
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And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand |
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That I was born a ramblin' man |
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Alright |
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I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin' |
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Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee |
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They're always having a good time down on the bayou |
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Lord, them Delta women think the world of me |
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man |
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Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can |
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And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand |
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That I was born a ramblin' man |
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man |
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man |
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man |
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man |