Ramblin’ Man Luke Combs

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[Chorus]
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin’ to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it’s time for leavin', I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man

[Verse 1]
My father was a gambler down in Georgia
And he wound up up on the wrong end of a gun
And I was born in the back seat of a Grayhound bus
Rollin' down highway 41

[Chorus]
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin’ the best I can
And when it’s time for leavin', I hope you’ll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man

[Verse 2]
I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin'
Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee
They’re always having a good time down on the bayou
Lord, and Delta women think the world of me

[Chorus]
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man