Thursday

ramblin' man - to Austin now



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 didnt go, I believe Id 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 Im no good
That I wouldnt settle down if I could
But when that open ro-oad starts to callin me
Theres somethin oer the hill that I gotta see
Sometimes its har-rd but you gotta understand
When the lord made me, he made a ra-amblin man.

I love to see the tow-owns a-passin by
And to ride these rails neath gods blue sky
Let me travel this la-and from the mountains to the sea
cause thats the life I believe he meant for me
And when Im go-one and at my grave you stand
Just say God called home your ra-amblin man.

*hank williams - lyrics

1 Comments:

Blogger TulipGirl said...

You gotta move
You gotta move
You gotta move, child
You gotta move
And when the Lord
get ready
You gotta move

You may be high
You may be low
You may be rich, child
You may be po'
But when the Lord
get ready
You gotta move

You may be up
You may be down
You may be buried
livin' in the ground
But when the Lord
get ready
You gotta move

--Traditional

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