[Verse 1]
You have sailed the sparkling waters
Of the shady sandy coast of Carolina
From the rock bound coast of Maine
Down past Virgina to the sunny Florida keys
You have chased the whistling wind along
The painted canyon walls of Colorado
And you followed that big river from
Saint Paul to where she flows into the sea
You have seen the early sun light kiss
The blue grass on a cold Kentucky morning
And the Palomino oceans of the Kansas
Wheat field when the west wind blows
You've gone gypsy loose and run and
Chased rainbows in the Mississippi sunset
Just a number one hell raiser with the
Taste for whiskey, women and the road
[Chorus]
And there ain't no ramblers anymore
And you can take that for what it's worth
Seems like everybody's jet'n
They ain't got time to touch the earth
I guess their feet don't hit the itching
When they hear the whistle blow
They ain't crossed the Chattahoochee
And there ain't no ramblers anymore
You have sailed the sparkling waters
Of the shady sandy coast of Carolina
From the rock bound coast of Maine
Down past Virgina to the sunny Florida keys
You have chased the whistling wind along
The painted canyon walls of Colorado
And you followed that big river from
Saint Paul to where she flows into the sea
You have seen the early sun light kiss
The blue grass on a cold Kentucky morning
And the Palomino oceans of the Kansas
Wheat field when the west wind blows
You've gone gypsy loose and run and
Chased rainbows in the Mississippi sunset
Just a number one hell raiser with the
Taste for whiskey, women and the road
[Chorus]
And there ain't no ramblers anymore
And you can take that for what it's worth
Seems like everybody's jet'n
They ain't got time to touch the earth
I guess their feet don't hit the itching
When they hear the whistle blow
They ain't crossed the Chattahoochee
And there ain't no ramblers anymore
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