Ramblin` Outlaw Songtext
von Roadside Gamblers

Greetin′ all my troubles and my sorrow
Headin' up to Jackson Tennessee
Walkin′ by the river, singin' this old song
Oh, Lord, I don't know what′s that old thing called home
Ramblin′ Outlaw

Fightin' drunken fools to make a dollar
Spendin′ it on drinks and gasoline
Ridin' round some old towns, singin′ this old song
Oh, Lord, I don't know what′s that old thing called home
Ramblin' Outlaw


I've been a ramblin′ man since I was a little boy
I walk the line and drink the shine and raise a little noise
Feels like I′m ridin' with the wind and I forget the tears
Ramblin′ Outlaw

I met a pretty girl in one old highway
She was going up to Knoxville Tennessee
We spent a week together, but then she went away
Oh, Lord, I can never learn from my mistakes
Ramblin' Outlaw

I got in some deep trouble for my actions
I shot a man in Cookeville Tennessee
Now I′m here at this jailhouse, singin' this old song
Lord I′ll never know what's that old thing called home
Ramblin' Outlaw


I′ve been a ramblin′ man since I was a little boy
I walk the line and drink the shine and raise a little noise
Feels like I'm ridin′ with the wind and I forget the tears
Ramblin' Outlaw