Ramblin' Round Songtext
von Woody Guthrie

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 round.

My sweetheart and my parents,
I left in my old hometown.
I′m out to do the best I can,
As I go rambling around. Boys.
As I go rambling 'round.

HARMONICA SOLO


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 a 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 wish I could settle down.
But I can'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.