I was born in the Southland
twenty some odd years ago
I left home for the first time
when I was four years old
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I'm a freeborn man
my home is on my back
I know every inch of highway
every foot of backroad
every mile of railroad track
I got a gal in Cincinnati
a little woman in San Antone
I always loved the gal next door
and any old place is home
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I got this worn out guitar
carry it in an old tote sack
hocked it about a hundred times
but I always get it back
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You may not like my appearance
and you may not like my song
you may not like the way i talk
but you'll like the way I'm gone