Recorded by: hank williams, sr.

Written by: hank williams, sr.



I can [am] settle dow-own and be doin' just fine

Til i [e7] hear an old train rollin' down the [am] line

Then i hurry strai-aight home and pack

And if i [e7] 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 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-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 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 called home your ra-amblin' man.


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