Rambling's Gonna Be the Death of Me - Bert Jansch

Ask me why a rambler ain’t got no home

Ask me why I sit and cry alone

I wish I knew, I wish I knew

If I knew, I’d know what to do

Day in, day out seems I’m a-runnin' all on my own

Day in, day out there is weakness a-growin' in my bones

Wo, it ain’t no use, nah, it ain’t no use

My mind is dead I got to turn my body loose

Wish mama you could hear the words that I cry

Wish mama now at home I could die

But my time is late, my time is late

I’m on my own and Lord I’ve got it straight

No girl I’ve loved has ever held me down

No reason can I give for leaving this town

My love is true now, my love is true

But the road is long, I’ve got to see my journey through

So girl, don’t deny the freedom that’s born to me

Girl don’t deny that a rambler must always be free

Someday you’ll see now, babe, someday you’ll see

That my ramblin’s gonna be the death of me