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