Ramblin' around your city,
Ramblin' around your town,
I never see a friend I know
Boy, as I go ramblin' around.
My sweetheart and my parents
I'm out to do the best I can
The peach trees they are loaded,
the limbs are bending down.
I pick them all day for a dollar,
boy, as I go ramblin' around,
Sometimes the fruit gets rotten
And it falls down on the ground
There's a hungry mouth for every peach
Boy, I go ramblin' around
I wish that I could marry
Wish I could settle down,
but I can't save a penny, boy.
yes, I go ramblin' around.
My mother prayed that I would
Yes, I go around and around,
boys, I go around and around.
