Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Key = D
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
I ve been over Sonora, I ve slept upon Sequoia
I ve camped by the Redwoods as well
I ve sunbathed in Bishop, been burned to a crisp
And many more things I can tell
My backpack has oft been my pillow
The granite has oft been my bed
And sooner than part from the mountains
I think I would rather be dead
[Chorus]
I m a rambler, I m a rambler from down by the bay
I get all my pleasure the hard-working way
I may be a wage slave on Monday
But I am a free soul on Sunday
[Verse 2]
The day was just ending and I was descending
Down San Jacinto by Palm Springs
When a voice cried
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
I ve been over Sonora, I ve slept upon Sequoia
I ve camped by the Redwoods as well
I ve sunbathed in Bishop, been burned to a crisp
And many more things I can tell
My backpack has oft been my pillow
The granite has oft been my bed
And sooner than part from the mountains
I think I would rather be dead
[Chorus]
I m a rambler, I m a rambler from down by the bay
I get all my pleasure the hard-working way
I may be a wage slave on Monday
But I am a free soul on Sunday
[Verse 2]
The day was just ending and I was descending
Down San Jacinto by Palm Springs
When a voice cried