Friend, you were born a sinner
You were born an outlaw man
Six rounds in your gun
Got a hit 'em with the silver one
A game of hide-and-seek
We'll get 'em, get 'em at the creek
Look at me, look at them
We'll never be the same again
Me and my old crew
We gotta do what we have to
Collecting all the fame
Cause ramblin, ramblin' is our game
Hear it grow, see it shine
Listen! listen to the sign
Yeah!
Ramblin, ramblin' on the streets
Roaming, roaming in the fields
No matter where you run
We'll track you down and get it done
Come on
Rambling, rambling on the streets
Roaming, roaming in the fields
No matter where you run
We'll track you down and get it done
Rambling, rambling on the streets
Roaming, roaming in the fields
No matter where you run
We'll track you down and get it done
Yeah!