I was born in southland twenty some odd years ago   I ran away for the first time when I was four years old   I'm a freeborn man my home is on my back   I know every inch of highway every foot of backroad every mile of rairoad track      I got a gal Cincinnati I got a woman in San Antone   I've always loved the girl next door but any place is home   I'm a freeborn man...      Got me a worn out guitar I carry in an old coal sack   I've hocked it bout two hundred times but I always get it back   I'm a freeborn man...   [ guitar ]   You may not like my appearance may not like my song   May not like the way I talk but you'll like me when I'm gone   I'm a freeborn man...   I'm a freeborn man...