I'm a Ramblin' Man
Lonnie Donegan Lyrics


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Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it's time for leavin'
I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man

My father was a gambler down in Georgia
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
Rollin' down highway forty-one

Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it's time for leavin'
I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man

I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin'
I'm leavin' out of Nashville, Tennessee
They're always having a good time down on the bayou
Lord, them Delta women think the world of me

Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
And when it's time for leavin'
I hope you'll understand
That I was born a ramblin' man

Lord, I was born a ramblin' man




Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
Lord, I was born a ramblin' man

Overall Meaning

"Ramblin’ Man" is a classic song by Lonnie Donegan that describes a person who was born to wander and travel. The song expresses the singer's desire to make a living while on the go, and his departure from a particular location while hoping his absence will be understood. The first verse talks about the singer's identity as a rambling man, born with that nature. The second verse describes the singer's troubled heritage, born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus and into a family with a history of gambling. The final verse reflects the singer's impending departure from Nashville and his journey to New Orleans. The singer seems to be a wanderer who enjoys being on the road and meeting different people.


The song was released on Lonnie Donegan's 1968 album "The Best Of Lonnie Donegan" and was a hit in both the UK and the US. The song was covered by the Allman Brothers in 1972, and their version became even more famous than Donegan's. Some interesting facts about the song include:


Line by Line Meaning

Lord, I was born a ramblin' man
I was meant to live life on the road and travel from place to place.


Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can
I work hard to earn a living while also trying to live my life to the fullest.


And when it's time for leavin'
At some point, I will have to move on and leave.


I hope you'll understand
I hope the people I leave behind will accept my choices and respect my lifestyle.


That I was born a ramblin' man
My love for travel and adventure is a fundamental part of who I am.


My father was a gambler down in Georgia
My father was a risk-taker who loved to gamble in Georgia.


He wound up on the wrong end of a gun
Unfortunately, my father's gambling habits led him to a dangerous situation where he got shot.


And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
I was literally born on the road in the back of a Greyhound bus.


Rollin' down highway forty-one
The Greyhound bus was traveling along Highway 41 at the time of my birth.


I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin'
Currently, I am heading to New Orleans from Nashville.


I'm leavin' out of Nashville, Tennessee
I am departing from Nashville, Tennessee, to continue my travels.


They're always having a good time down on the bayou
I know that people are always having fun in New Orleans' bayou area.


Lord, them Delta women think the world of me
I am treated well by the women in the Delta region.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Forrest Richard Betts

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Mike Hannon


on Wabash Cannonball

If you want the donegan lyrics from the recording this link has provided instead of the johnny cash ones they are as fallows;

Wabash Cannonball
by Lonnie Donegan

She came down from Birmingham, one cold December day
As she rolled into the station, you could hear the people say
That train from Indiana, she's long and she's tall...
That’s a combination called the Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she comes down the mountains through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
He’s racing through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball

From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green and flowing mountains to the old mill by the moor
She's long and handsome, and quite well known by all...
That’s a combination called the Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she comes down the mountains through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
He’s racing through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball

Well here's to that old engineer his name will ever stand
And always be remembered in the courts throughout the land
When his mighty race is over and the curtains 'round him fall...
It'll carry him back to dixie on the Wabash Cannon Ball

Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she comes down the mountains through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobos call
Yeah he’s racing through the jungle on the Wabash Cannon Ball

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