I can't live it down I've been called a rambler 'Cause I keep my eyes on that horizon line And I've been called a gambler 'Cause I always wanna let my winnings ride I've been broke more times than I can count I've been stuck for days in a lonely town

What up, Blood? (What?) We don't play that What up, Cuz? (What?) What up, gangsta? We don't play that (G-Unit) We don't play around G-Unit (Bo!) We in here (Bo!) We can get the drama popping, we don't care (Bo! bo! bo!) It's going down (Bo!) 'Cause I'm

Ain't nothing new in my life today If we only had time, only had time for you Ain't nothing true it's all gone away It's just heartbreaking I should have known that it would let me down It's just a mind aching I used to dream about this town It was a

Let down and hanging around Crushed like a bug in the ground Transport, motorways and tramlines Starting and then stopping Taking off and landing The emptiest of feelings Disappointed people, clinging on to bottles When it comes it's so, so, disappointing

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,

I'm a Ramblin' Man You better move away You're standing too close to the flame Once I mess with your mind Your little heart won't be the same Don't mess around with a Ramblin' Man I've been down the Mississippi, down through New Orleans I've played in

I wish it would break There I could move on, right on down the line Where I don't see you, need you, in my life You're wrapped around me Your memories bound me like a chain That ole picture frame keeps hangin' round I ain't ready yet to take it down

I felt it all, just like a cannonball You know I can't stand no more You're tellin' lies, so don't you criticize Yeah I got used, all messed up and abused You let me down, with all your runnin' round Still you pretend and try to call me friend Don't say

Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us gypsy's, tramps, and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show My mama used to dance for

We can blame it on the stars Oh, come on let your heart just breathe And we can blame it on the stars Don't try to argue with the moon Stars, oh, come one let your guard down Sometimes you need a reason A little love you can't believe in A little hug, a