I can settle dow-own and be doin'just fineTil I hear that ol' football rollin'down the lineThen I hurry strai-aight home and packAnd if I didn' go, I believe I' blow my stackI love you ba-aby, but you gotta understandWhen the lord made meHe made a ramblin' man.Some folks might sa-ay that I' no goodThat I wouldn' settle down if I couldBut when that fall camp starts to callin'meThere' somethin'o'r the hill that I gotta seeSometimes it' har-rd but you gotta understandWhen the lord made me, he made a ra-amblin'man.I love to see the tow-owns a-passin'byAnd to see those two a days 'neath god' blue skyLet me travel this la-and from the mountains to the sea'Cause that' the life I believe he meant for meAnd when I' go-one and at my grave you standJust say God called home your ra-amblin'man.