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CHORUS
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man, trying to make a living and
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doin the best I can.When its time for leaving,I hope youll
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understand,that I was born a ramblin man.
1st verse
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My father was a gambler down in Georgia. He wound up
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on the wrong end of a gun.And I was born in the back seat of a
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greyhound bus,rollin down highway fourty one
2nd lead part;
CHORUS
I'm on my way to New Orleans this morning, Leaving out of Nashville,
Tennessee. They're always having a good time down on the Bayou, Lord.
Them Delta women thing the world of me.
CHORUS
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Lord I was born a ramblin man
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Lord I was born a ramblin man
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Lord I was born a ramblin man
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Lord I was born a ramblin man
Last lead part;
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