Ramblin` Outlaw
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
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
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Barbosa Pereira
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