A E I’ve been a ramblin’ man half of my life it’s trueE A And where I’ve laid my hat has been my homeA D D/C# Bm No matter where I am when I feel like this, I know what I must doE A I gotta to go someplace where I don’t feel aloneA E These little places that ain’t so hard to findE A All I gotta do is keep my ear down to the groundA D D/C# Bm In every state there lies a place to ease my state of mindE A All I gotta to do is listen for the soundA D Of the steel guitar and the fiddleE A No matter where I am they make me feel at homeA D When the steel guitar and the fiddleE A Carry me back to Texas wherever I may roam There’s a little girl in the next town that I know I’d love to stay with her but I just can’t take that chance Cause 'round the bend there’s a different world that waits for me I know And I can tell what’s on her mind each time we dance The wanting in her eyes ain’t hard to see She longs for me to stop and settle down But I just smile and say “When I'm back this way, you know just where I’ll be Where the music plays the notes that help the whiskey go down Where the: Chorus Chorus Carry me back to Texas Wherever I may roam
Steel Guitar And A Fiddle
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