Free Born Man
Keith Allison, Mark Lindsay 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 free born man My home is on my back I know every inch of highway Every foot of back road Every mile of railroad track I got a gal in Cincinnati, 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 * Refrain