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Woody Guthrie

Ramblin' Round

 

Ramblin' Round


Rambling around your city
Rambling around your town
I never see a friend I know
As I go rambling around, boys
As I go rambling around

My sweetheart and my parents
I left in my old home town
I'm out to do the best I can
As I go rambling around, boys
As I go rambling around

The peach trees they are loaded
The limbs are bending down
I pick 'em all day for a dollar, boys
As I go rambling around
As I go rambling around

Sometimes the fruit gets rotten
Falls down on the ground
There's a hungry mouth for every peach
As I go rambling around, boys
As I go rambling around

I wish that I could marry
I wished I could settle down
But I cain't save a penny, boys
As I go rambling around
As I go rambling around

My mother prayed that I would be
A man of some renown
But I am just a refugee
As I go rambling around, boys
As I go rambling around

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