Billy Ray Cyrus: \"If you are ready to hear a great band with an incredible song, hit play, Cyrus said. \"I was honored when they asked me to bring 'The Rambler' to life. Make something real? Hell yea. I'm in!
Lyrics:
You were born in a Southern fall
It might have been Sunday but I cant recall
All the birthdays I must have missed
Your first steps and your first kiss
I dont even know if you know my name
But you should hear the truth before its too late
So I hope this finds you on some highway
cause Im an old time rambler, I call the road my home
Forgive my indiscretion, its the only way I know
A million miles from Kentucky, but I will always be around
So turn the radio up, when your heart breaks down
I played for tips and I played for less
I played a pretty Southern girl right out of her dress
She danced until the lights came on
But theres a reason shes here instead of being at home
She said the songs you sang made the whole room cry
And that night I told a young mans lie
When I said I would call her and I said Id write
Im sorry for the tears I made you cry
Im sorry for the promises that turned to lies
If I could turn back the hands of time
Id take it back and try, try, try
To make you understand
That this is who I am
I met the devil in an old motel
It seems I aint got much of a soul to sell
My glass is empty, my hands are blue
And the doctor gave me about a month of two
Well I thought I would make it to you this year
So forgive me one last time my dear
And tell your mother I wont be coming home
