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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. Well my father was a gambler down in georgia, He wound up on the wrong end of a gun. And I was born in the back seat of a greyhound bus Rollin' down highway 41. Chorus 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, them delta women think the world of me. Chorus [repeat and fade] Lord, I was born a ramblin' man...
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