Tekst piosenki
I can saddle down and be doin just fine Till I hear an ol train, rollin down the line Then I hurry straight home and pack And if I didnt go, I believe Id blow my stack I love you, gal, but you gotta understand When the Lord made me, He made a ramblin man Some folks might say that Im no good That I wouldnt saddle down if I could But when that open road starts callin me Theres something over the hill that I gotta see Sometimes its hard, but you gotta understand When the Lord made me, He made a ramblin man I love to see the towns a-passin by And to ride these rails, neath Gods blue sky Let me travel this land from the mountains to the sea Cause thats the life, I believe He meant for me And when Im gone, and at my grave you stand Just say Gods called home your ramblin man
