Ramblin' Round

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 sweetheart and my parents
I left in my old hometown
I'm out to do the best I can
As I go ramblin' round

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

Sometimes the fruit gets rotten
And falls upon the ground,
There's a hungry mouth for every peach
As I go a ramblin' 'round boys,
As I go a ramblin' 'round.

I wish that I could marry,
So I could settle down,
But I caint save a penny
As I go a ramblin' 'round boys,
As I go a ramblin' 'round.

My mother prayed that I would be
A man of some renown,
But I'm just a railroad bum
As I go a ramblin' 'round boys,
As I go a ramblin' 'round.

	This Land Is Your Land: Asch Recordings Volume 1 Woody Guthrie
	Columbia River Collection Woody Guthrie
	Woodeye Joel Rafael

Words by Woody Guthrie, Music based on "Goodnight, Irene" by Huddie Ledbetter & John Lomax
Words © Copyright 1962 (renewed) and 1972 by TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc.
Music © Copyright 1936 (renewed), 1962 (renewed) and 1972 by TRO-Ludlow Music, Inc.

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