Lyrics Ramblin' Round - Bob Dylan

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 sweetheart and my parents
I left in my old hometown
I'm out to do the best I can
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, boys
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
I wish that I could settle down
But I cant' save a penny, boys
As I go a ramblin' 'round
As I go a ramblin' 'round

My mother prayed that I would be
A man of some renown
But I'm just a refugee
As I go a ramblin' 'round, boys
As I go a ramblin' 'round