Ramblin with that woman, didn't mean one thing to me, not one thing to me Ramblin with that woman, didn't mean one thing to me, not one thing to me I'm in a world of trouble, I don't have no right to be, have no right to be I've had a good home to live in, I've had friends for miles around I had a good home to live in, had friends for miles around Now I ain't got no home, and my friends can not be found, just won't be found Well I brought it all on myself Play the blues to me Ramblin with that woman, have got me to the place, to the place, to the place Ramblin with that woman, have got me to the place, to the place, to the place I don't call my half, don't keepin' wash my face, don't keepin' wash my face I don't want no clean clothes, don't want my shoes to shine, don't want my shoes to shine Well I don't want no clean clothes, don't want my shoes to shine, don't want my shoes to shine I'm going to the asylum, maybe I have lost my mind, have lost my mind