Ramblin' Man
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Rain is falling down
On this lonely little town
I'm driving slow
I don't know where to go
Got my hat pulled low
Eyes on the road
Won't miss my sign
Cause this world is mine
Diggin' in my bag tryna calm my nerves that's bad
Sippin' whiskey hold my head dream of things I never had
Desperado on the road, Queen of Diamonds on my dash
Locked in this hotel put my thoughts on the pad cause I'm ridin' all alone
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Take a look at this white boy
With the blond hair and the cowboy boots
Why is he jamming that Pastor Troy
If he's so country what's he tryna prove
I ain't tryna prove nothing with this leather and gold
I'm just tryna make something new out of this mold
So I'm walking alone with red dirt on my toes
Whiskey bottle in hand and some weed to smoke
I just gotta keep my head up
Find my lane and tear it up
Keep them tires aired up
Driving fast don't care enough
Desperado on the road, Queen of Diamonds on my dash
Locked in this hotel put my thoughts on the pad cause I'm
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Rain is falling down
On this lonely little town
I'm driving slow
I don't know where to go
Got my hat pulled low
Eyes on the road
Won't miss my sign
Cause this world is mine
Diggin' in my bag tryna calm my nerves that's bad
Sippin' whiskey hold my head dream of things I never had
Desperado on the road, Queen of Diamonds on my dash
Locked in this hotel put my thoughts on the pad cause I'm ridin' all alone
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Take a look at this white boy
With the blond hair and the cowboy boots
Why is he jamming that Pastor Troy
If he's so country what's he tryna prove
I ain't tryna prove nothing with this leather and gold
I'm just tryna make something new out of this mold
So I'm walking alone with red dirt on my toes
Whiskey bottle in hand and some weed to smoke
I just gotta keep my head up
Find my lane and tear it up
Keep them tires aired up
Driving fast don't care enough
Desperado on the road, Queen of Diamonds on my dash
Locked in this hotel put my thoughts on the pad cause I'm
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Riding all alone
On this long lonely road
No cash in hand
I'm a ramblin' man
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Oates
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