I was born in southland twenty some odd years ago
I ran away for the first time when I was four years old
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 Cincinnati I got a woman in San Antone
I've always loved the girl next door but any place is home
I'm a freeborn man...
Got me a worn out guitar I carry in an old coal sack
I've hocked it bout two hundred times but I always get it back
I'm a freeborn man...
[Guitar]
You may not like my appearance may not like my song
May not like the way I talk but you'll like me when I'm gone
I'm a freeborn man...
I'm a freeborn man...