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Some people say I'm a no count 

Others say I'm no good  

but I'm just a natural born traveling man 
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doin' what I think I should, oh yea 
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Doin' what I think I should 
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And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar 
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   Spend it fast as a can 
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But a wailing song a good guitar  
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The only thing that I understand, poor boy 
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The only thing that I understand  
2nd Verse 
When I was a little baby 
My Mama said hey son 
Travel where you will and learn to be a man 
and sing what must be sung, poor boy  
Sing what must be sung 

3rd verse 
Now that I 've grown to be a man  
I've traveled here and there 
I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song 
the only ones who ever cared, poor boy 
the only one's who ever cared