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I'm just a rambling boy 
A wandering minstrel boy
I get my daily bread by playing my guitar
Now maybe I don't sing too well
But every song you know I sell
Straight from the pages of my heart

I'm just a roving child
Yeah a hobo child
Never stay in one place too long
But maybe if I pass your way
You can spare the time of day
To listen to my stories in song

I sing my lonesome song
Then it's time to move along
My way of life carries no load
Each and every passing day
Sees me further on my way
Well here's one for the road

Now I've been through a thousand towns
None could make me settle down
It ain't too long before I'm on my way
And as I'm moving down the track
My old guitar on my back
I thank God for the good He sent my way

I sing my lonesome song
Then it's time to move along
My way of life carries no load
Each and every passing day
Sees me further on my way
Well here's one for the road

I'm a poet on the road
A troubadour of the ode
Singing songs about the things I see
And though I've never got no dough
One thing at least I know
I'm free and that's how I'm gonna stay

I sing my lonesome song
Then it's time to move along
My way of life carries no load
Each and every passing day
Sees me further on my way
Well here's one for the road
Brother this one's for the road

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Copyright © Robert Haigh 1972 & 2013*

*Song originally written in 1972. 
Chorus edited in 2013

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Submitted by: RobertHaigh on June 11, 2020