FREEBORN MAN
[Intro]G G G D G
[Verse 1]
G
I was born in the South-land
Some plenty odd years ago
I ran away for the first time
When I was four years old
[Chorus]
G C
I’m a free-born man
G
My home is on my back
D
I know every inch of highway
Every foot of back road
G
every mile of railroad track
[Verse 2]
G
I got a gal in Cincinnati
Got a woman in San Antone
I always love the girl next door
But anyplace is home
[Verse 3]
G
I got me a worn out guitar
I carry an old tote sack
I hocked it about two hundred times
But I always get it back
[Verse 4]
G
Well you may not like my appearance
You may not like my song
You may not like the way I talk
But you like the way I’m gone