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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.
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 forty one.
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.
I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin',
leavin' out of Nashville, Tennesee.
They're always havin' a good time down on the Bayou, Lord.
Them Delta women think the world of me.
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.
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man.
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man.
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man.
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man.

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