Ramblin' Round lyrics

Song information

Artist: Arlo Guthrie
Album: The Last Of The Brooklyn Cowboys

Lyrics

By woody guthrie

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
As I go ramblin' 'round

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

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

"The Last Of The Brooklyn Cowboys" album track list