I was born in the Southland
Twenty some odd years ago
I ran away for the first time
When I was four years old.
I'm a free-born man
My home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
Every foot of back road every mile of railroad track
I got a gal in Cincinnati
Got a women in San Antone
I always love the girl next door
But anyplace is home.
I got me a worn out guitar
I carry an old tote sack
I hocked it about two hundred times
But I always get one back
Well you may not like my appearance
You may not like my song
You may not like the way I talk
But you like the way I'm gone
Bill Monroe and His Bluegrass Boys - Free Born Man Lyrics
Bill Monroe and His Bluegrass Boys - Free Born Man Lyrics
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I was born in the Southland
Twenty some odd years ago
I ran away for the first time
When I was four years old.
I'm a free-born man
My home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
Every foot of back road every mile of railroad track
I got a gal in Cincinnati
Got a women in San Antone
I always love the girl next door
But anyplace is home.
I got me a worn out guitar
I carry an old tote sack
I hocked it about two hundred times
But I always get one back
Well you may not like my appearance
You may not like my song
You may not like the way I talk
But you like the way I'm gone
Twenty some odd years ago
I ran away for the first time
When I was four years old.
I'm a free-born man
My home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
Every foot of back road every mile of railroad track
I got a gal in Cincinnati
Got a women in San Antone
I always love the girl next door
But anyplace is home.
I got me a worn out guitar
I carry an old tote sack
I hocked it about two hundred times
But I always get one back
Well you may not like my appearance
You may not like my song
You may not like the way I talk
But you like the way I'm gone