Ramblin` Man — текст песни (Allman Brors Band)

[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 bus

Rollin` down highway 41.



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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.



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[Repeat and Fade]

Lord, I was born a ramblin` man...