CHORUS: [G] Lord, I was [F] born a [C] ramblin' [G] man
Trying to make a living and [C] doing the best I [D] can
And [C] when it's time for [G] leaving
I [Em] hope you'll under-[C]-stand [G] that I was [D] born a rambling [G] man
VERSE 1: [G] My father was a [C] gambler down in [G] Georgia
He wound up on the [C] wrong end of a [D] gun
And [C] I was born in the [G] back seat of a [Em] Greyhound [C] bus [G] Rolling down [D] highway forty-[G]-one
VERSE 2:
I'm [G] on my way to [C] New Orleans this [G] morning
Leaving out of [C] Nashville, Tennes-[D]-see
They're [C] always having a [G] good time down on the [Em] Bayou, [C] Lord [G] Them delta women [D] think the world of [G] me
