I was born in the southland twenty odd years ago

I ran away for the first time when I was four years old

I'm a freeborn man my home is on my back

I know every inch of highway every foot of back road every mile of rairoad track



I got a gal Cincinnati I got a woman in San Antone

I've always loved the girl next door but any place is home

I'm a freeborn man...

[ harmonica - dobro ]

I got me a worn out guitar I carry in an old coal sack

I've hocked it bout two hundred times but I always got it back

I'm a freeborn man...



You may not like my appearance may not like my song

May not like the way I talk but you'll like me when I'm gone

I'm a freeborn man...