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Free born man



I was born in the Southland Twenty some old years ago
I ran away for the first time when I was four years old



    I'm a free born man
    My home is on my back
    I know every inch of hiway
    Every foot of back road
    Every mile of railroad track



I got a gal in Chincinnati, got a woman in San Antone
I always love the girl next door but anyplace is home



  * Refrain



I got me a worn out guitar, I carry an old tone sack
I hocked it about two hundred times but I always get it back



  * Refrain



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



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