I could settle down, be doing just fine
Till I hear that ol' freight rolling down the line
Then I hurry straight home and pack
If I didn't go, believe I'd blow my stack

Love you, baby, but you got to understand
When the lord made me, he made a ramblin' man

Some folks might say that I'm no good
Wouldn't settle down, even if I could
When that open road starts calling me
Something over the hill I got to see

Sometimes it's hard, but you got to understand
When the lord made me, he made a ramblin' man

Love to see the town passing by
And to ride the rails 'neath God's blue skies
Travelling land from the mountains to the sea
'Cause the life I believe meant for me

When I'm gone, my grave you stand
God call home your ramblin' man

Ramblin' man
Ramblin' man