I was born on the prairie range Ain't no kin to call my name Black crow singin' on a leanin' frame Coyote callin' on me to play Then, sorrow comes my way Like a lil' lonesome callin' stray I wanna ride a palomino Through the hills of Mexico With that ol' lonesome feelin' The only one I know Left my home on a memory With a wild scene in front of me And, a road I was made to roam A road I was made to roam The rain rolls through the canyon The sage rose through the thyme I wish that I met you and left you long ago N' that old satin dress had been mine I wanna ride a palomino Through the hills of Mexico With that ol' lonesome feelin' The only one I know Left my home on a memory With a wild scene in front of me And, a road I was made to roam A road I was made to roam Knew the rain through the canyon Met the stone mountain high 'Neath the still of a willow I long for that desert sky I wanna ride a palomino Through the hills of Mexico With that ol' lonesome feelin' The only one I know Left my home on a memory With a wild scene in front of me And, a road I was made to roam Road I was made to roam