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You have sailed the sparkling watersof the shady sandy coast of |
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Carolina.From the rock bound coast of |
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Mainedown past |
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Virgina to the sunny |
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Florida keys. |
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You have chased the whistling wind alongthe painted canyon walls of |
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Colorado.And you followed that big river from |
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Saint Paul to where she flows into the sea. |
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You have seen the early sun light kissthe blue grass on a cold |
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Kentucky morning. |
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And the Palomino oceans of the |
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Kansaswheat field when the west wind blows. |
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You're a gypsy, loose and runningchasing rainbows in the |
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Mississippi sunset. |
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Just a number one hell raiser with thetaste for whiskey, women and the road. |
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And there ain't no ramblers anymore,and you can take that for what it's worth. |
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Seems like everybody's jet'nthey ain't got time to touch the earth. |
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I guess their feet don't get to itchinwhen they hear the whistle blow. |
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They ain't crossed the |
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Chattahoochee. |
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And there ain't no ramblers anymore. |
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You have heard the lonesome rattle of themidnight freight train in the easy hours. |
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You've been burned by |
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Arizona sun,stood shivering in the |
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Minnesota snow. |
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You have smelled the sweet magnolia blossomperfume in a |
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Alabama evening. |
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You've stood drunk beside the highway and wishedta hell ya' still had some place left to go. |
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Cause there ain't no ramblers anymore, |
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At least not like there use to be. |
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Everybody's on vacation,or watching something on |
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T.V.They ain't ever been to |
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Tuscon,or been in jail in |
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Mexico.They ain't ever going to |
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Boise.Cause there ain't no ramblers anymore. |
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Cause there ain't no ramblers anymore. |
