Η σχέση ακροατή – μουσικής είναι μια υπόθεση προσωπική και αδιευκρίνιστη. Κι αυτό ισχύει ακόμα και για τις περιπτώσεις λαϊκής συναίνεσης, κατασκευασμένης ή όχι.
Εν πάση περιπτώσει, για μένα δυο λέξεις φτάνουν για να περιγράψουν αυτό το τραγούδι του Dickey Betts “απόλυτη ευτυχία”. Ό,τι πιο δυσεύρετο στις εποχές που ζούμε.

The relation between music and the listener, is a personal and obscure affair. And this goes also for cases of popular consensus, fabricated or not.
Anyway, for me, two words are enough for defining this Dickey Betts‘ song: “sheer happiness.” Rarest thing, in the times we live in.

Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man
Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can
And when it’s time for leavin’
I hope you’ll understand
That I was born a ramblin’ man
My father was a gambler down in Georgia
He wound up on the wrong end of a gun
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
Rollin’ down highway forty-one
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man
Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can
And when it’s time for leavin’
I hope you’ll understand
That I was born a ramblin’ man
I’m on my way to New Orleans this mornin’
I’m leavin’ out of Nashville, Tennessee
They’re always having a good time down on the bayou
Lord, them Delta women think the world of me
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man
Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can
And when it’s time for leavin’
I hope you’ll understand
That I was born a ramblin’ man
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man

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