I was born in the Southland twenty some odd years ago I left home for the first time when I was four years old chorus 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 chorus 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 chorus 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