| I’ve been ramblin', all my life | 
| Don’t know if it’s wrong or if it’s right | 
| For the ones, gettin' left behind | 
| I’d like to ask them, maybe I might | 
| It ain’t somethin', that I chose | 
| The road picks you and you know | 
| There’s a price, that you got to pay | 
| That’s how it goes, that’s how it goes | 
| I learned to travel, very light | 
| But my heart could get so heavy in the night | 
| That sometimes, I just wanna pack it in | 
| Maybe I might | 
| And I hear, that familiar call | 
| Now it’s time to go and that is all | 
| There is to say, except | 
| Are you goin' my way, goin' my way | 
| I’d like to ask everybody | 
| Do you think it’s wrong, think it’s right | 
| Maybe some day, maybe I might | 
| Well, so long, and farewell | 
| Maybe we’ll meet again, who could tell | 
| So I just say, down the road | 
| And I wish you well, I wish you well | 
| I’d like to ask everybody | 
| Do you think it’s wrong, think it’s right | 
| Maybe some day, maybe I might | 
| I’d like to ask everybody | 
| Do you think it’s wrong, think it’s right | 
| Maybe some day, maybe I might | 
| Maybe some day, maybe I might | 
| I’ve been ramblin', all my life | 
| I’ve been ramblin' | 
| I’ve been ramblin' |