| I can settle down and be doin' just fine
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| Til' I hear an old train rollin' down the line
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| Then I hurry straight home and pack
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| And if I didn’t go, I believe I’d blow my stack
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| I love you baby, but you gotta understand
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| When the Lord made me, He made a Ramblin' Man
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| Some folks might sa-ay that I’m no good
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| That I wouldn’t settle down if I could
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| But when that open ro-oad starts to callin' me
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| There’s somethin' o’er the hill that I gotta see
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| Sometimes it’s har-rd but you gotta understand
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| When the Lord made me, He made a Ra-amblin' Man
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| I love to see the towns a-passin' by
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| And to ride these rails, 'neath God’s blue sky
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| Let me travel this land from the mountains to the sea
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| Cause that’s the life I believe, He meant for me
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| And when I’m go-one and at my grave you stand
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| Just say God called home your Ra-amblin' Man |