I can saddle down and be doin’ just fine
  Till I hear an ol’ train, rollin’ down the line
  
  Then I hurry straight home and pack
  And if I didn’t go, I believe I’d blow my stack
  
  I love you, gal, but you gotta understand
  When the Lord made me, He made a ramblin’ man
  
  Some folks might say that I’m no good
  That I wouldn’t saddle down if I could
  
  But when that open road starts callin’ me
  There’s something over the hill that I gotta see
  
  Sometimes it’s hard, but you gotta understand
  When the Lord made me, He made a ramblin’ man
  
  I love to see the towns a-passin’ by
  And to ride these rails, ‘neath God’s blue sky
  
  Let me travel this land from the mountains to the sea
  Cause that’s the life, I believe He meant for me
  
  And when I’m gone, and at my grave you stand
  Just say God’s called home your ramblin’ man