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.

And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus

Rollin' down highway 41

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