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