Ramblin' Man

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 ba-aby, but you gotta understand

When the [E7] Lord made me

He made a Ramblin' [Am] Man.

Some folks might sa-ay that I'm no good

That I wouldn't settle down if I could

But when that open ro-oad starts to callin' me

There's somethin' o'er the hill that I gotta see

Sometimes it's har-rd but you gotta understand

When the Lord made me, He made a Ra-amblin' Man.

I love to see the tow-owns a-passin' by

And to ride these rails 'neath God's blue sky

Let me travel this la-and from the mountains to the sea

'Cause that's the life I believe He meant for me

And when I'm go-one and at my grave you stand

Just say God called home your Ra-amblin' Man.