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Yeeeeeee-yeah-yeah ahaWell mama, ridin? down this highway, Oh highway 95Sometimes I don?t know if I?m even dead or aliveAnd that is why, that is why I was born a ramblin? foolAnd I got me no spendin? cabbageAnd I sure do think this old world is cruelSeems like I been here such a long time beforeUsed to be a free man, could knock on any woman?s doorAnd that is why, that is why I was born a ramblin? fool-ooo-oolAnd I got me no spendin? cabbageSure do think this old world is cruelPlay it for me one timeHa, ha, haYes, all you?all talkin? to meWell you work yourself on sundown, workin? like a dogBring your money home and your mama says its goneSo what?s the use in workin? your fingers to the boneWhen your children don?t even love you, Lord, when you?re goneSongtexteTake my time this time and get it rightTill my feet are spreadin? dem wings, time to take flightThat is why, that is why I?m still a ramblin? foolI?m such a foolAnd I got me no spendin? cabbageSure do think this old world is cruelYeahAnd I got me no spendin? gee dye, ah ha huhSure do think this old world is cruelAnd I got me no spendin? cabbageSure do think this old world is cruel Aus Songtexte Mania