How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how
Oh, God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son" Abe says, "Man you must be puttin' me on" God says, "No", Abe say "What?" God say "You can do what you want Abe
muddy 'n' wild You can't care the bloody for my unborn child Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well Number nine train ain' done no harm Number nine train take my poor baby home
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child's balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know
My love, she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful But she's true, like ice, or fire People carry roses
When you're lost in the rain in Juarez And it's Easter time too And your gravity fails And negativity don't pull you through Don't put on any airs When
Well, I'm gonna get you a Sally gal I'm gonna get you a Sally gal I'm gonna get you a Sally gal I'm gonna get you a Sally gal I'm just one of them ramblin
Oh the time will come up When the winds will stop And the breeze will cease to be breathin'. Like the stillness in the wind 'Fore the hurricane begins
by shy in da sky as i went walking at ribbon highway I saw above me the endless skyway I saw below me the golden valley This land was made for you
Well I got troubles, troubles on my mind Yes, when I got those troubles, troubles on my mind Well, I'm gonna forget my troubles, leave my troubles behind
Im a Rambler, I'm a Gambler, I'm a long way from my home If the people don't like me they can leave me alone Come sit down beside me, come sit down right
I left home An' I been out ramblin' 'round An' I never wrote a letter to my home To my home, Lord, to my home An' I never wrote a letter to my home
: Well I got troubles, troubles on my mind Yes, when I got those troubles, troubles on my mind Well, I'm gonna forget my troubles, leave my troubles
: I'm a rambler, I'm a gambler I'm a long way from home And if you don't like me You can leave me alone For it's dark and it's rainin' And the moon
: I'm out here a thousand miles from my home Walking a road other men have gone down I'm seeing a new world of people and things Hear paupers and peasants
i left home An' I been out a-ramblin' round An' I never wrote a letter to my home To my home, lord, to my home An' I never wrote a letter to my home.
: Well, I'm gonna get you a Sally gal, I'm gonna get you a Sally Gal, I'm gonna get you a Sally gal, I'm gonna get you a Sally gal. Well, I'm just one
: It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don't matter, anyhow And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by now When your