I got ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢, I got ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢ on my mind Little boy, little boy, I got ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢ on my mind I hate to leave you, baby, but you treat me so unkind
I got mean things, I got mean things on my mind I got mean things, I got mean things on my mind I hate to leave you, baby, but you treat me so unkind
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ma pack up my bags, Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ma leave with the morning train Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ma pack up my bags, Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ma leave with the morning train I hate to hear it, baby, when you call me so-and-so name
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m goinâ"š¬â"ž¢ down to the station, take the fastest metal train I see Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m goinâ"š¬â"ž¢ down to the station, take the fastest metal train I see I got the blues for Mister So-And-So, he got the blues about me
Well thereâ"š¬â"ž¢s one thing, baby, makes me begin to dream The way you treat me, baby, oh I begin to think Ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢ on my mind I hate to leave you, baby, but you treat me so unkind
I got ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢, I got ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢ on my mind I got ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢, ooooh, I got ramblinâ"š¬â"ž¢ on my mind I hate to leave you, baby, but you treat me so unkind More from Lucinda Williams