The Rambler

You were born in a southern fall It might have been sunday but I can't recall All the birthdays I must have missed Your first steps and your first kiss I don't even know if you know my name but you should hear the truth before it's too late so I hope this finds you on some highway 'cause I'm an old time rambler I call the road my home Forgive my indiscretion It's the only way I know A million miles from Kentucky but I will always be around So turn the radio up When your heart breaks down I played for tips and I played for less I played a pretty southern girl right out of her dress She danced until the lights came on There's a reason she's here instead of being at home She said the songs you sang made the whole room cry And that night I told a young man's lie When I said I would call her and I said I'd write 'cause I'm an old time rambler I call the road my home Forgive my indiscretion It's the only way I know A million miles from Kentucky But I will always be around So turn the radio up When your heart breaks down Turn the radio up When your heart breaks down I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry I'm sorry for the promises that turned to lies If I could turn back the hands of time I'd take it back and try, try, try to make you understand that this is who I am I met the devil in an old motel It seems I ain't got much of a soul to sell My glass is empty My hands are blue and the doctor gave me about a month or two Well, I thought I would make it to you this year So forgive me one last time my dear And tell your mother I won't be coming home 'cause I'm an old time rambler I call the road my home Forgive my indiscretion It's the only way I know A million miles from Kentucky but I will always be around So turn the radio up When your heart breaks down Turn the radio up When your heart breaks down