Tom: G
G D
Though I can't show you the years of my life
C G
That I spend on the road to freedom
G D
Don't let it throw you, I know of your strife
C G
I know what it's like to roam
G D
I sang 'em a glad song, played 'em a sad song
C G
Sang 'em the whole night long
G D
Just for a dollar or what they could offer
C G
To somebody's ramblin' boy
C G
When the fun was done, I would pack my bags and I was gone
D C G
Though the women were kind there was nothing to bind me to one
C G C G
'Til somebody changed my rough and rowdy ways
C G C G
Somebody changed my ole carousing days
C G C G
Oh when I was a young boy I learned to survive
C G D G
'Til somebody came and stayed my sportin' life
I lived in the barrooms the juke joints and gin mills
I worked any dive in town
Never to proud to pass my hat around
In every place I found
I'll sing you a glad song, play you a sad song
Sing 'em the whole night long
Just for a dollar or what you can offer
To somebody's ramblin' boy
