Son of a Ramblin' Man

Have you ever had a thing for a woman

A thing that make you lose your mind?

Every time you start to think about her

Sends shivers up and down your spine

My daddy was a bit of a rounder

Said women gonna make you go blind

I told my old man I’m right over here

And I like the way I see just fine

I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

Son of the runnin’ kind

I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

I come from a long, long line

Now, I’m just a hillbilly gypsy

And I ain’t one for settlin’ down

If I thought somebody might miss me

Hell, maybe I’d hang around

But I got to keep on movin’

‘Cause every town’s just a little too small

Ain’t a thing in the world I don’t love about a woman

I’ma gonna try to love ’em all

‘Cause I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

Son of the runnin’ kind

I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

I come from a long, long line

I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

Son of the runnin’ kind

I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

I come from a long, long line

I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

Son of the runnin’ kind

I’m the son of a ramblin’ man

I come from a long, long line

I come from a long, long line, yeah, I do

Come on