G C G G D G twice F C G
[G]I never meant to [Bm]leave her, my in[C]tentions were to [G]stay
[G]It wasn't nothing [Bm]she had done or [C]nothing she could [D]say
To change this [G]old familiar [Bm]feeling that makes [C]chills run through my [G]skin
Less [G]she read my mind and [Bm]saw the signs that [C]point around the [D]bend
My toothbrush [G]never leaves my [Bm]pocket, there's no [C]anchor on my [G]feet
If my [G]sleepin' bag gets [Bm]dusty and there's [C]not enough to [D]eat
I may [G]stay an extra [Bm]day till I [C]find another [G]town
You can [G]bet there's not a [Bm]lady that can [C]slow this [D]freight train [G]down
Chorus:
And I'll be [F]moving [C]in the [G]morning, [F]leaving [C]you be[G]hind
If [F]any[C]one should [G]ask you you can [A7]tell them they will [D]find
Somebody [G]walking down the [Bm]highway with a [C]guitar in his [D]hand
And I'll [G]always be rem[Bm]embered as a [C]free born [D]rambling [G]man
Solo
Lord tell the children when they find me that I died but not in vain
They can find reincarnation in the whistle of a train
And each time they hear the whistle blow through the stillness of the land
They'll know that I was happy as a free born rambling man
Chorus
[G]I never meant to [Bm]leave her, my in[C]tentions were to [G]stay
[G]It wasn't nothing [Bm]she had done or [C]nothing she could [D]say
To change this [G]old familiar [Bm]feeling that makes [C]chills run through my [G]skin
Less [G]she read my mind and [Bm]saw the signs that [C]point around the [D]bend
My toothbrush [G]never leaves my [Bm]pocket, there's no [C]anchor on my [G]feet
If my [G]sleepin' bag gets [Bm]dusty and there's [C]not enough to [D]eat
I may [G]stay an extra [Bm]day till I [C]find another [G]town
You can [G]bet there's not a [Bm]lady that can [C]slow this [D]freight train [G]down
Chorus:
And I'll be [F]moving [C]in the [G]morning, [F]leaving [C]you be[G]hind
If [F]any[C]one should [G]ask you you can [A7]tell them they will [D]find
Somebody [G]walking down the [Bm]highway with a [C]guitar in his [D]hand
And I'll [G]always be rem[Bm]embered as a [C]free born [D]rambling [G]man
Solo
Lord tell the children when they find me that I died but not in vain
They can find reincarnation in the whistle of a train
And each time they hear the whistle blow through the stillness of the land
They'll know that I was happy as a free born rambling man
Chorus
