Ramblin' Blues Lyrics - Singles - Jones Kacey

I'm like a feather in the wind 

I cannot fly, I cannot fall 

Like a tree that cannot bend 

In the end, I'll lose it all 

In my need to free this dreamer 

Locked inside me all these years 

Grow up a band of gold and grow old 

They are my greatest fears 

I get them ramblin' blues 

I get them ramblin' blues 

Well the wino has a bottle 

A hobo has his rail 

A rich man has everything 

A poor man has his spells 

When he longs to leave his woman 

The bills and all the kids 

He's got a longing to be free to see 

All the things he never did 

Get them ramblin' blues 

Get them ramblin' blues 

Operator, operator, I'm dying to my last dime 

Put me through to him 

For I do believe I am running out of time 

And use that time 

It is a circle 

Where the circle has no end 

So a man should ramble around some long 

The ending would begin 

The end of ramblin' blues 

Ramblin' blues 

I got them ramblin' blues