BABE I'M GONNA LEAVE YOU
(learned from Janet Smith in 1961, written by Ann Johansen Bredon)
Babe, I'm gonna leave you
That old highway's calling,
Babe, I've gotta ramble,
Babe, I'd like to stay here,
(from miriam berg's folksong collection)
Tell you when I'm gonna leave you
Leave you when old summer comes,
summer comes a-rollin',
summer comes along.
Tell you that old highway's calling,
Calling me to travel on,
travel down the western road,
travel on alone.
You don't always gotta ramble,
But my feet are going down,
going down that highway,
going down alone.
You know I'd really like to stay here,
But my feet are going down,
and I gotta follow,
and I gotta go.