Tom: C
Introdução: C
C
I got a friend named Ramblin' Jack.
C
He's got a face like a tumbled down shack
G
That's been lived in too long to be torn down.
G
He's high on life and low on luck
G
and big on driving diesel trucks
C
And knows the boys that built them by the sound
verse 2
C
Most of his lifetime he's been wasted
C
On the wine of life he's tasted
F
And I guess the rest, Lord, he was stoned
G
And he's known to lay his weary head
G
In some funky, unfamiliar beds
C
But he was only looking for a home
F C
And I know he ain't afraid of where he's going
G C
And I'm sure he ain't ashamed of where he's been
F
He has paid a little piece of his soul
C
For every seed that he's been sowing
D G
And he's made his own mistakes, and love, and friends
C
Ain't that what matters in the end
INTERLUDE
DA
verse 3
D
Soulful songs and sailing ships
D
Put a smile upon his lips
A
Easy as the laughter in his eyes
A
And if he knew how good he'd done
A
every song he ever sung
D
I believe he'd truly be surprised
verse 4
D
Looking back he's come so far
D
Looking at his lucky star
G
Somewhere, out there, rocking on the road
A
Risky nights and wasted days
A
Wild and righteous, wicked ways
D
Mixing up the music in his soul
G D
And I know he ain't afraid of where he's going
A D
And I'm sure he ain't ashamed of where he's been
G
He has paid a little piece of his soul
D
For every seed that he's been sowing
E A
And he's made his own mistakes, and love, and friends
D
Ain't that what matters in the end
OUTRO
D D2 D
I got a friend named Ramblin' Jack