I Was Born In The Southland

Twenty Some Odd Years Ago

I Ran Away For The First Time

When I Was Four Years Old.



I'm A Free-born Man

My Home Is On My Back

I Know Every Inch Of Highway

Every Foot Of Back Road Every Mile Of Railroad Track



I Got A Gal In Cincinnati

Got A Women In San Antone

I Always Love The Girl Next Door

But Anyplace Is Home.



I Got Me A Worn Out Guitar

I Carry An Old Tote Sack

I Hocked It About Two Hundred Times

But I Always Get One Back



Well You May Not Like My Appearance

You May Not Like My Song

You May Not Like The Way I Talk

But You Like The Way I'm Gone