[Chorus]
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man,
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Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can.
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And when it's time for leavin',
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I hope you'll understand,
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That I was born a ramblin' man.
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Well my father was a gambler down in Georgia,
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He wound up on the wrong end of a gun.
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And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
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Rollin' down highway 41.
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CHORUS
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I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin',
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Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee,
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They're always having a good time down on the bayou,
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Lord, them Delta women think the world of me.
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CHORUS
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[Repeat and Fade]
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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man...
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Ramblin¡¯ Man
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The Allman Brothers Band |