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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chan Marshall
Chan Marshall
Vocals
Erik Paparazzi
Erik Paparazzi
Bass Guitar
Jim White
Jim White
Drums
Gregg Foreman
Gregg Foreman
Organ
Judah Bauer
Judah Bauer
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hank Williams
Hank Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stuart Sikes
Stuart Sikes
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Well, I love you, baby But you gotta understand When the Lord made me He made a ramblin' woman He made me, he made me Some folks Some folks might say that I'm no good That I wouldn't settle down if I only could I love to see the towns go crawling by There's something I've got to do Before I die I love you, baby But you gotta understand When the Lord made me He made a ramblin' woman He made me, he made me Some people say That I do just fine 'Cause I hear sweet song Moving down the line And when that old southern train come a-calling me There's something over the hill I just got to see Well, I love you I love you, baby But you've gotta understand When the Lord made me He made me He made a ramblin' woman He made me, he made me Now, when I'm gone When I'm gone and at my grave you stand Just say God called home your ramblin' woman I love you I love you, baby But you've gotta understand He made me a ramblin' woman He made me
Writer(s): Donald R. Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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