调:C major
Intro 1
G
F
G
F
G
Verse 1
howling on your mountain
on your shoulder
You feel rich, still getting richer
F
C
G
You're poor, still getting poorer
I've rambled through your city
I slept many a night
Verse 2
G
Your roadway hurts my feet
Your highway son burns my face
eling through your land
aling through your land
Your cold rock has been my pillow
F
C
G
Your ground has been my bed
Your highway was my home
F
G
F
G
lay my head
I've rambled through your
southern country
I've rambled through your
southern country
F
C
G
There was children dyin' everywhere
I've watched your wealthy
wheeler -dealers
right to the bone
They're money -whiskey women
They ever leave their side
I've met your fair and tender ladies
But a rambler's the kind of man
that's never married
Sometimes I get sober
Though your wind is a
-howlin' round my shoulder
F
C
G
Well, my blood is frozen, pa cify my mind
Your boxcar ain't no fiddle bit
Your tracks ain't no ladder,
my true love's arm
G
F
G
F
G
I know
Oh, where is that man you called
Jesus?
He never come when I could have my door
been searchin'
I try to close my ears when I
hear you whistle blow
bread and fruit to land
I know he's not ready to leave
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