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
But now I'm rollin down the road in the Motor City
This is a tramp singin a song about a tramp
Now I'm rollin down the road in the Motor City
This is a tramp singin a song about a tramp