Ramblin Man کے بول

This old road is my home And she carries me on and on When you're all alone it seems you get real cold Well all these miles I put are hurtin' on my soul Well, I am just a ramblin' man With an old six string and calloused hands And I'll keep doing this on this dry land Until I can find myself some perseverance When I lie my head down to sleep Well I hear these voices in my head And they say, keep on truckin' son and you'll get near Near a place where it never rains and the roads are always clear Cause I am just a ramblin' man With an old six string and calloused hands And I'll keep doing this on this dry land Until I can find myself some perseverance This old road is my home And it'll carry me for years to come When you're all alone it seems to get real cold Well all these miles I put are hurtin' on my soul