Ramblin' Man
Written and recorded by Hank Williams Sr. in 1951. This song was released as a single and also included on the album "Moanin' the Blues." The song showcased Williams' distinctive vocal style along with his ability to convey emotion and storytelling in his music. The song tells the story of being constantly on the road and searching for something elusive. "Ramblin' Man" became one of Hank Williams Sr.'s popular hits, and it further solidified his status as a country music icon. Its timeless appeal and relatable themes have made it a favorite among fans of traditional country and folk. Over the years, "Ramblin' Man" has been covered by various artists and remains a popular traditional song in the Americana music genre. Its enduring popularity speaks to Hank Williams Sr.'s enduring influence and his ability to capture the essence of the human experience 

Am
I can settle down and be doin' just fine
           E7                               Am
Til' I hear an old train rollin' down the line
              Am
Then I hurry straight home and pack
    E7                                                   Am
And if I didn't go, I believe I'd blow my stack

Am
I love you baby, but you gotta understand
         E7                               Am
When the Lord made me, He made a Ramblin' Man


Am
Some folks might sa-ay that I'm no good
     E7                           Am
That I wouldn't settle down if I could
Am
But when that open ro-oad starts to callin' me
                  E7                         Am
There's somethin' o'er the hill that I gotta see

Am(
Sometimes it's har-rd but you gotta understand
         E7                               Am
When the Lord made me, He made a Ramblin' Man


Am
I love to see the towns a-passin' by
       E7                                  Am
And to ride these rails, 'neath God's blue sky
Am
Let me travel this land from the mountains to the sea
                   E7                          Am
'Cause that's the life I believe, He meant for me

Am
And when I'm go-one and at my grave you stand
          E7                             Am
Just say God called home your Ra-amblin' Man

RAMBLIN' MAN

Ramblin' Man

An American folk performer with roots in the 90s Seattle and Tempe music scenes, JTSunrise weaves classic tunes and tales from the heart with modern images mixed with fingers and breath - - - Genuine Gen X Folkspunk Seattle Americana acoustic guitar, banjo, mandolin, uke, autoharp, harmonica an old school stringband songs recorded down home

If you're an acoustic player/singer-songwriter of any kind please get in touch. 

All Music Matters
Your Music is Real
Thank You All
God Bless You
See u in the Pit (ole$chool punk $aying)

     JT
7777777

Angel Number 7777777 indicates that new chances have arisen in your life due to your hard effort

Engage in things that feed your spirit. If you pay attention to your guardian angels, they will lead you along the appropriate path

jtsunrisemusic@gmail.com

https://youtube.com/@JTSunriseMusic?si=21HSR6c2ucTSjE4C

https://www.instagram.com/jtsunrisemusic?igsh=MWNtZzBoMW5lNGNpZQ%3D%3D&utm_source=qr

https://www.bandmix.com/jtsunrise/

https://www.thebash.com/folk-acoustic-guitar/jtsunrise

https://www.facebook.com/groups/43340809594/

I don’t buy anything, process anything, or sell anything- i don’t process anything sold or bought or processed, or sell anything to be bought or processed or sold

JTSunrise, like a cryptic melody echoing through the mist, A silhouette against the dawn, veiled in an enigma’s twist. Their chords weave secrets, harmonies untold, In the dim-lit corners of the soul, they unfold

Is it the owl reflection of their eyes, the echo of forgotten lullabies? JT strums the strings of mystery, A troubadour in the shadows, lost in history

Their lyrics dance on the edge of dreams, Whispers of forgotten realms and moonlit streams. Enigmatic, they wander through star-kissed nights, A minstrel of the cosmos, chasing celestial light

Perhaps they’re a riddle wrapped in stardust, A cosmic wanderer, both mortal and just. JTSunrise, elusive as the morning mist, Their music lingers, leaving hearts gently kissed

**In the gentle strumming of strings and the raw authenticity of JTSunrise’s compositions, you’ll find echoes of love, nostalgia, and the human experience**

New tracks tagged #Folk$punk Americana