Rambling Ways

My mama cried the day I left, papa told me, "Son"

"When your lucks run out and your money's spent, at least you had some fun"

Well, now I ain't got nothing but a guitar and gasoline

I must've found me something, make a poor boy wild and mean

Go and put me on that lost highway

I'll find myself a sunny day

Now breathe me in and let me go

One thing that I always know will stay

Hey, these damned old rambling

Feet were made for walking on the dark side of the day

My guitar does my talking, guess I like it more that way

Face might show the traveling and my eyes have seen the light

Ain't much around worth having you can't find out in the night

Go and put me on that lost highway

I'll find myself a sunny day

Now breathe me in and let me go

One thing that I always know will stay

Hey, these damned old rambling ways

So turn me loose my working chains, I'll be moving on

It ain't nothing but growing pains from being here too long

That full moon up and coming, shining in the dark

I'll be out here running, where all the wild things are

Go and put me on that lost highway

I'll find myself a sunny day

Now breathe me in and let me go

One thing that I always know will stay

Hey, these damned old rambling ways