I was born in the southland twenty 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 every foot of back road every mile of rairoad track

I got a gal Cincinnati I got a woman in San Antone
I've always loved the girl next door but any place is home
I'm a freeborn man...
[ harmonica - dobro ]
I got me a worn out guitar I carry in an old coal sack
I've hocked it bout two hundred times but I always got it back
I'm a freeborn man...

You may not like my appearance may not like my song
May not like the way I talk but you'll like me when I'm gone
I'm a freeborn man...