Ain't No Way - Charlie Daniels

You have sailed the sparkling waters

Of the shady sandy coast of Carolina

From the rock bound coast of Maine

Down past Virgina to the sunny Florida keys

You have chased the whistling wind along

The painted canyon walls of Colorado

And you followed that big river from

Saint Paul to where she flows into the sea

You have seen the early sun light kiss

The blue grass on a cold Kentucky morning

And the Palomino oceans of the Kansas

Wheat field when the west wind blows

You’re a gypsy, loose and running

Chasing rainbows in the Mississippi sunset

Just a number one hell raiser with the

Taste for whiskey, women and the road

And there ain’t no ramblers anymore

And you can take that for what it’s worth

Seems like everybody’s jet’n

They ain’t got time to touch the earth

I guess their feet don’t get to itching

When they hear the whistle blow

That ain’t crossed the Chattahoochee

And there ain’t no ramblers anymore

You have heard the lonesome rattle of the

Midnight freight train in the easy hours

You’ve been burned by Arizona sun

Stood shivering in the Minnesota snow

You have smelled the sweet magnolia blossom

Perfume in a Alabama evening

You’ve stood drunk beside the highway and wished

To hell you still had some place left to go

Because there ain’t no ramblers anymore