Some folks call me a ramblin' man
I do a lot of thumbin' and kickin' cans
And it wouldn't do an ounce of good to call me names
'cause daddy's name wasn't Willy Woodrow
And I wasn't born and raised in no ghetto
Just a white boy lookin' for a place to do my thing
Well I'm out to find me a wealthy woman
And a line of work that don't take no diploma
I ain't got much to lose, but got a lot to gain
Well some might call me a good time fella
I ain't black and I ain't yella
Just a white boy lookin' for a place to do my thing
Yeah I don't want no handout livin'
And don't want a part of anything they're givin'
I'm proud and white and I got a song to sing
Well I've said a few things and I'll admit it
If you wanna get ahead you gotta hump and get it
I'm a white boy lookin' for a place to do my thing
Hump and get it now
Well I'm a small town boy been around a little
I like guitars andd I like a fiddle
And that's the kind of soul it takes to fan my flames
Well I'm a blue eyed Billy kinda frail and ruddy
So I'll have to work to be somebody
I'm a white boy lookin' for a place to do my thing
I don't want no handout livin'
And don't want a part of anything they're givin'
I'm proud and white and I got a song to sing
Well I've said a few things and I'll admit it
If you wanna get ahead you gotta hump and get it
I'm a white boy lookin' for a place to do my thing
I'm a white boy lookin' for a place to do my thing