Standard (EADGBE)

Folks in Nashville slammed the door said

We don't want you anymore

Find your own way down the road

Pack your fiddle and your guitar

Take a train or take a car

Find someone else to keep you from the cold

Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death

Sang with whiskey on his breath

His heart broke like a child

Rollin and ramblin

The sun had set out on the trail

Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride

Oh, he always sang the blues like it was all he ever knew

He didn't sing at all at night

He was pale and as he dozed

He didn't know his time had closed

Slumped in the back seat to the right

Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death

Sang with whiskey on his breath

His heart broke like a child

Rollin and ramblin

The sun had set out on the trail

Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride

Solo

So they sent him on a night train south

In the cities and the rural routes

Just one more place to go

Ah the whistles sang the bluest note

like it came from his own throat

Moaning sad and cryin low

Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death

Sang with whiskey on his breath

His heart broke like a child

Rollin and ramblin

The sun had set out on the trail

Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride