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Yeeeeeee-yeah-yeah aha Well mama, ridin' down this highway, Oh highway 95 Sometimes I don't know if I'm even dead or alive And that is why, that is why I was born a ramblin' fool And I got me no spendin' cabbage And I sure do think this old world is cruel Seems like I been here such a long time before Used to be a free man, could knock on any woman's door And that is why, that is why I was born a ramblin' fool-ooo-ool And I got me no spendin' cabbage Sure do think this old world is cruel Play it for me one time Ha, ha, ha Yes, all you'all talkin' to me Well you work yourself on sundown, workin' like a dog Bring your money home and your mama sez its gone So what's the use in workin' your fingers to the bone When your children don't even love you, Lord, when you're gone Take my time this time and get it right Till my feet are spreadin' dem wings, time to take flight That is why, that is why I'm still a ramblin' fool I'm such a fool And I got me no spendin' cabbage Sure do think this old world is cruel Yeah And I got me no spendin' gee dye, ah ha huh Sure do think this old world is cruel And I got me no spendin' cabbage Sure do think this old world is cruel |