Ramblin’

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Barbara Dane - Country, Folk

Ramblin’

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Ramblin round your city Ramblin round your town I never meet 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 around, boys I go ramblin around The peach trees they are loaded The limbs are bending down I pick em all day for a dollar, boy As I go a ramblin around, boys I go a ramblin around Sometimes the fruit gets rotten It falls down on the ground There's a hungry mouth for every peach As I go a ramblin around, boys I go a ramblin around Ramblin around your city Ramblin around your town I never meet a friend I know As I go ramblin around, boys I go ramblin around My mother hoped that I would be A girl of some renown But I'm just a refugee As I go a ramblin around, boys I go a ramblin around

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Writers
  • Woody Guthrie