I was born in the Southland

Twenty some odd years ago

I ran away for the first time

When I was four years old

I’m a freeborn man

My home is on my back

I know every inch of highway

And every foot of back road

Every mile of railroad track

I got a gal in Cincinnati

Got a woman in San Antone

I always loved the girl next door

But any place is home

I’m a freeborn man

My home is on my back

I know every inch of highway

And every foot of back road

Every mile of railroad track

I got me a worn out guitar

I carry an old tote sack

I hawked it about two hundred times

But I always get it back

I’m a freeborn man

My home is on my back

I know every inch of highway

And every foot of back road

Every mile of railroad track

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

I’m a freeborn man

My home is on my back

I know every inch of highway

And every foot of back road

Every mile of railroad track