You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the

Days filled with joy and days filled with sorrow I don't know just what to do Am I happy today, am I lonely tomorrow Everything depends on you I've been waiting for the angels to knock on my door I've been hopin' that everything could be like before Open

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

Bada-bang-bang In the club, boy, I'll forget you not With my friends, boy, I'll forget you not Brand new man, boy, I'll forget you not Baby, baby, I'll forget you not How come they don't make 'em like you, babe? Oh, I never respected We can make this

I am the bonfire I live off your gasoline, gasoline You make me stronger, I'm going higher You make me stronger, you make me light up With the shade you throw on me, throw on me When you're mad Make it rain you're trying to put my fire out You feel

As I was walking down the road A feeling fine and larky oh A recruiting sergeant came up to me Says he, you'd look fine in khaki oh For the King he is in need of men Come read this proclamation oh A life in Flanders for you then Would be a fine vacation

Well I told you once and I told you twice But you never listen to my advice Don't try very hard to please me With what you know it should come easy Well this might be the last time This might be the last time May be the last time, I don't know.

And I know, and I know and I know Wherever you are, I'll find that treasure I've got a rocketship that I want to ride I'm never so high as when I'm with you And there isn't a fire, that I wouldn't walk through My army of one is going to fight for you Say

Why I got you on my mind Why I got you on my mind (you think you know somebody) Why I got you on my mind (but my heart don't understand) You don't mess with love, you mess with the truth Poured it down, so I poured it down And now I don't understand it

Have a little party at my crib And all the weed is rolled that's how it is When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go Young nigga that's more famous than these older niggas Young nigga