I Can Settle Dow-own And Be Doin' Just Fine

Til I Hear An Old Train Rollin' Down The Line

Then I Hurry Strai-aight Home And Pack

And If I Didn't Go, I Believe I'd Blow My Stack

I Love You Ba-aby, But You Gotta Understand

When The Lord Made Me, He Made A Ramblin' Man.



Some Folks Might Sa-ay That I'm No Good

That I Wouldn't Settle Down If I Could

But When That Open Ro-oad Starts To Callin' Me

There's Somethin' O'er The Hill That I Gotta See

Sometimes It's Har-ard But You Gotta Understand

When The Lord Made Me, He Made A Ramblin' Man.



I Love To See The Tow-owns Passin' By

And To Ride These Rails 'neath God's Blue Sky

Let Me Travel This La-and From The Mountains To The Sea

'Cause That's The Life I Believe He Meant For Me

And When I'm Go-one And At My Grave You Stand

Just Say God's Called Home Your Ra-amblin' Man.