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[Chorus]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 busRollin' down highway 41. [Chorus]I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin',Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee,They're always having a good time down on the bayou,Lord, them Delta women think the world of me. [Chorus]
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"Ramblin Man" as written by Forrest Richard Betts
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