“Seems like lately… all I do… is travel, ramble and roam… When I get back… to where I started from… I’m still a long way from home…
In this race against loneliness, it seems that I just can’t win… and how can I go back… to a place… I’ve never been.
(Chorus) That old highway is callin me… callin me once again… goin over that mountain… gotta check around the bend… That old river is deep and wide… gotta get to the other side… cause the life of a Rambler… that’s the one for me…
(2nd verse) I am never in a hurry… to get to where I’m headed… lookin for that unfamiliar face… that I don’t even know… Soon as I recognize… all those faces that I see… then I know it’s leavin time… yeah it’s leavin time for me…
(Chorus) That old highway is callin me… callin me once again… goin over that mountain… gotta check around the bend… That old river is deep and wide… gotta get to the other side… cause the life of a Rambler… that’s the one for me… Yeah the life of a Rambler… that’s the one for me…”
I wrote this one about 5 years ago when I was living near Jonesborough Tennessee
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