Ramblin’ Round Lyrics – Bob Dylan
Singer: Bob Dylan
Title: Ramblin’ Round
Well let’s see what i’m gonna do
Ramb.. i’ll start out with this
The song i’ll start out with…
Goes like this
I’ve rambled thru your cities
I’ve rambled thru your towns
I’ll never meet the friend i know
As i go ramblin’ round boys
As i go ramblin’ round
My sweetheart and my family
I left in my hometown
I’m ought to do the best i can
As i go ramblin’ round boys
As i go ramblin’ round
My mother hoped i’m out to be
A man of some renown
But i’m just a refugee
As i go ramblin’ round boys
As i go ramblin’ round
The peach trees they are loaded
To fall down to the ground
I’ll pick ’em all day for a dollar
As i go ramblin’ round
As i go ramblin’ round
Sometimes peaches get rotten
They fall down to the ground
There’s a hungry mouth for еvery peach
That falls down to the ground boys
That falls down to thе ground
Sometimes i wish i could marry
Marry and settle down
But i can’t save a penny
As i go ramblin’ round boys
As i go ramblin’ round
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