Rambling Round Your City-Odetta

Rambling Round Your City - Odetta Written by：Woody Guthrie Ramblin' out your seat Ramblin' out your town Never see a friend I know 'Cause I go ramble and round Boys 'Cause I go round ramble and round Peach trees They are loaded Limb her hangin' and down He come all they for one dove us 'Cause I'll go ramble and round Boy I'll go ramble and round Sometimes flute gives rythm Falls down to the ground Theres a hungry mind For every peach 'Cause I go ramble and round Boy I'll go ramble and round My mother Great that I might be A woman a great renown That I am just a refugee 'Cause I go ramble and round Boy 'Cause I go ramble and round My sweetheart It like the get married I locked settle down But I can't see a penny heart day 'Cause I go ramble and round Boy 'Cause I go ramble and round Ramble and round your city And round your town Never see A friend I know 'Cause I'll go ramble and round 'Cause I go ramble and round