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Ramblin' on My Mind (Robert Lockwood, Jr.) · Black Lion Connoisseur/Lions Abroad, Vol. 2: Lion on the Keys (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Black Keys [EP] (The Six Parts Seven) · Black Hair Black Eyes Black Suit (Hugh Cornwell) · Black on Black: A Tribute to Black Flag [2006] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Branded Country: Ramblin' Man (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ramblin' with Mose (Mose Allison) · Ramblin' Man (Big Daddy Kinsey) · The Ballad of Ramblin' Jack (Ramblin' Jack Elliott) · Ramblin' Man (Hank Williams) – and 90 other albums »


deep in my mind
Some place to hide deep in my soul
Any place we try any place we go
We always try to hold
White keys or black keys
It's not so funky
the least, drag a bitch by her dog collar
Now ho folla', this is my ghetto story
Like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dotta
Open the Frigidaire, 25 to life in here

So
for shock.

Fade to black

Your mind is full of evil thoughts,
Your senses dulled as your body rots,
You will go down on my command,
Your will is
shock

Fade to black

Your mind is full of evil thoughts
Your senses dulled as your body rots
You will go down on my command
Your will is gone, fall by my
leavin'

At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,
The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin',
And in the waitress' eyes he sees the same 'ol
for leavin'.

At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,
The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin',
And in the waitress' eyes he sees
Words and music by John Kay

Though I can't show you the years of my life
That I spend on the road to freedom
Don't let it throw you, I know of your
We're gonna move on up 
One by one 
We ain't gonna stop until the work 
Is done 
Am I black enuff, black enuff for ya 
Am I black black enuff for ya
whole world
Is gonna come alive

Am I black
Black enough for you
Am I black enough for you

We're gonna move on up
Six by six
I gotta use my mind
fortunes
'N hates bein' dipsy
Everywhere I go they call him Rambo
'Cause he won't stay long

In my ramblin'
I've met a lotta people here 'n there
An'
Black she's my honeyAll she wants to do is spend my
moneyShe's a real-gone chick and I love her soKnocks me out when she does the rock 'n' roll,
yeahCat
If a black man is racist, is it okay?
When it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some
stand 
Cold dog soup and rainbow pie 
Is all it takes to get me by 
Fool my belly till the day I die 
Cold dog soup and rainbow pie 

Ginsberg
If I see you hiding in the night by a peppercorn tree 
the tree it moves ,lets me see what I wanna see 
a poison gaze´f your mind is all that´s
I am the eye in the mind of a man who has courted fame
Selling the rights to the key of the door to another plane

[Chorus]
Black are the seeds
lung heartache

I sleep in a modest house
These green hills I mind
And if I plow tend my children
Who will be by the side?

And I said hang on,
When I go walkin' down the street
The girls that used to catch my eye don't interest me
I got my mind on you instead
Marilyn Monroe could not turn
whole world
Is gonna come alive

Am I black
Black enough for you
Am I black enough for you

We're gonna move on up
Six by six
I gotta use my mind
leavin'

At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,
The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin',
And in the waitress' eyes he sees the same 'ol
If a black man is racist, is it okay?
When it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some
keeps getting farther and these
Long days are wearin out my soul

yea It's a long Road we're ramblin on
Can you tell which is north and south
If I had
that passes by 
That I don't have you on my mind 
If this ain't love I have inside 
Then my heart's telling me a lie 
Cause it feels so special
like I'm trippin on tussin
Fussin with the girls they waste my time,
Thrashin and bashin going out of my mind
Crucified by the critics everyday,
can tell you is, believe me, I really understand.
It goes round and round after round, I'm gone again.
My mind gets lonely and my heart starts
in Indiana that I'm just ramblin'
One place is good as another with me

You wouldn't mind then if we sorta turned around and headed towards New