I was born in the Southla-and
Twenty-some odd years ago-o
I ran away for the first ti-ime
When I was-a 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 o' railroad track.
I got a gal in Cincinnati
Got a woman in San Anto-one
I've always loved the girl next door
But anyplace is home.
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 o' railroad track.
I got me a worn-out guitar
I carry in an old tote sack
I hocked it about two-a hundred times
But I, I always got it back.
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 o' railroad track.
You may not like my appearance
You may not like my so-ong
You may not like the way I talk
But you like the way I've gone.
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 o' railroad track.
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 o' railroad track
I'm a free born man (fade)