This old road is my home
And she carries me on and on
When you’re all alone it seems you get real cold
Well all these miles I put are hurtin’ on my soul
Well, I am just a ramblin’ man
With an old six string and calloused hands
And I’ll keep doing this on this dry land
Until I can find myself some perseverance
When I lie my head down to sleep
Well I hear these voices in my head
And they say, keep on truckin’ son and you’ll get near
Near a place where it never rains and the roads are always clear
Cause I am just a ramblin’ man
With an old six string and calloused hands
And I’ll keep doing this on this dry land
Until I can find myself some perseverance
This old road is my home
And it’ll carry me for years to come
When you’re all alone it seems to get real cold
Well all these miles I put are hurtin’ on my soul
The Road as Home: Navigating Solitude and Perseverance
Sam Barber’s “Ramblin Man” paints a poignant picture of the life of a wandering musician. The lyrics capture the emotional weight of traveling down endless roads, where the highway becomes both a sanctuary and a source of pain. Lines like “This old road is my home” and “all these miles I put are hurtin’ on my soul” evoke a deep sense of longing and resilience. The protagonist’s journey is marked by solitude, but also by an unwavering commitment to perseverance—even when faced with doubt and exhaustion. The refrain highlights the enduring relationship between the artist, his guitar, and the open road, suggesting that music and movement are both burdens and sources of hope.
Song Credits
Artist: Sam Barber
Songwriter: Sam Barber