Ramblin' Man

I can [Am] settle dow-own and be doin' just fine Til I [E7] hear an old train rollin' down the [Am] line Then I hurry strai-aight home and pack And if I [E7] didn't go, I believe I'd blow my [Am] stack I love you ba-aby, but you gotta understand When the [E7] Lord made me He made a Ramblin' [Am] Man. Some folks might sa-ay that I'm no good That I wouldn't settle down if I could But when that open ro-oad starts to callin' me There's somethin' o'er the hill that I gotta see Sometimes it's har-rd but you gotta understand When the Lord made me, He made a Ra-amblin' Man. I love to see the tow-owns a-pa*sin' by And to ride these rails 'neath God's blue sky Let me travel this la-and from the mountains to the sea 'Cause that's the life I believe He meant for me And when I'm go-one and at my grave you stand Just say God called home your Ra-amblin' Man.