Ramblin' Round Songtext
Ramblin' around your city
Ramblin' around your town
I never see a friend I know
As I go ramblin' 'round boys
As I go ramblin' 'round
My mother hoped that I might be
A man of some renown
But I am just a refugee
As I go ramblin' 'round boys
The peach trees they are loaded
The branches bending down
I pick 'em all day for a dollar boys
As I go 'ramblin 'round
As I go 'ramblin' 'round
Sometimes the fruit gets rotten
And falls on to the ground
There's a hungry mouth for every peach
As I go ramblin' 'round boys
As I go ramblin' 'round
As I go ramblin' 'round
Ramblin' around your town
I never see a friend I know
As I go ramblin' 'round boys
As I go ramblin' 'round
My mother hoped that I might be
A man of some renown
But I am just a refugee
As I go ramblin' 'round boys
The peach trees they are loaded
The branches bending down
I pick 'em all day for a dollar boys
As I go 'ramblin 'round
As I go 'ramblin' 'round
Sometimes the fruit gets rotten
And falls on to the ground
There's a hungry mouth for every peach
As I go ramblin' 'round boys
As I go ramblin' 'round
WOODY GUTHRIE, MUSIC BASED ON GOODNIGHT, IRENE' BY HUDDIE LEDBETTER, JOHN A LOMAX
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