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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. I make the fruit and harvest And follow them up and down, But I caint save a nickel, As I go ramblin' 'round boys, 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. My sister and my brother Would both be mighty proud If I could get a job of work And quit this ramblin' 'round boys, And quit this ramblin' 'round. |
