Some folks call me a ramblin' man I do a lotta thumbin' and a kickin' cans And it wouldn't do an ounce of good to call my name '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 a lot to gain Well, some might call me a goodtime 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' Don't want any part of anything they're givin' I'm proud and white and I've 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
Yeah, I'm a small town boy been around a little I like guitars and I like a fiddle And that's the kinda soul it takes to fan my flame 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 any part of anything they're givin' I'm proud and white and I've 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
