Il testo della Tramp

I was born on a farm in alabama
And i was raised on god and cane and old ways
But now i'm rollin' down the road in the motor city
This is a tramp singin' a song about a tramp

Well i did some time blow my mind in texas
And i fell in love down in monterey
But now i'm rollin' down the road in the motor city
This is a tramp singin' a song about a tramp

Oh lord, i wasn't born here
And i pray to the lord above i'll never die here
But now i'm rollin' down the road in the motor city
This is a tramp singin' a song about a tramp

Oh like that river, i got to keep on rollin'
Like that river, got to keep on rollin'

Well, i spent some time on the sidewalks of new york city
And i toast some wine down in harlem (incomprehensible)
But now i'm rollin' down the road in the motor city
This is a tramp singin' a song about a tramp