", yes I was Down in Alabama They call me "The man of joy", they still do Lord, I'm a ramblin' man Don't fall in love with a ramblin' man You'd better
world, See ya, 'round. Cause I gotta ramble Ramblin' man, gamble, gamblin' man I got ramblin", gamblin' man Lord I'm a ramblin',gamblin' man Oh, just a rambler
I'm a Ramblin' Man Don't mess around with a Ramblin' Man Well, up in Chicago I was known as quite a boy Down in Alabama they call me the man of joy
some drinkin' I'm gonna be the loudest man in this damn band 'Cause I'm a drinkin', smokin' Nighttime ramblin' kinda man Well, I'm a drinkin', smokin' Nighttime ramblin' kinda man
and pack And if I didn't go, I believe I've blow my stack I love you baby, but you gotta understand When the Lord made me, he made a ramblin' man Some
some drinkin' I'm gonna be the loudest man in this Damn Band Cause I'm a drinkin', smokin' Nighttime Ramblin' kinda man Cause I'm a drinkin', tokin' Nighttime Ramblin' kinda man
Well, I'm your Ramblin' Man And I can lift your latch Well, I could stay here, Mama But I got me some trains to catch When that cold north wind stops
my ramblin' man and my ramblin' man loves me I know he'll be back so I'll help him pack then I'll give him a kiss and my key I love my ramblin' ramblin' man
Boy," Yes, I was! Down in Alabama, They call me "The man of joy," Still do! Well, I'm a ramblin' man, Don't fall in love with a ramblin' man. You'd
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
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
' I'm gonna be the loudest man in this damn band 'Cause I'm, a drinkin' smokin' nighttime ramblin' kind of man Hell, I'm, a drinkin' smokin' nighttime ramblin' kind of man
three months ago last Wednesday, since I woke up in her bed Lord I think I love her, But it scares me half to death CHORUS: You know I?m a rake and a ramblin? man
me (How I know you hate to see me cry) He made a ramblin' man (Happens every time I say goodbye) I love to see (What's the use, you poor seductive man
Boy," Yes, I was! Down in Alabama, They call me "The man of joy," Still do! Well, I'm a ramblin' man, Don't fall in love with a ramblin' man. You'd better
7] didn't go, I believe I'd blow my [Am] stack I love you ba-aby, but you gotta understand When the [E7] Lord made me He made a Ramblin' [Am] Man. Some
here Like the way I see just fine (Chorus) I'm the son of a ramblin' man Son of a runnin' kind I'm the son of a ramblin' man Come from a long long line