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O come a´ ye tramps and hawker-lads an´ gaitherers o´ bla´
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That tramp the country roun´ and roun´, come listen one and a´
G Em G Em Am Em
I´ll tell tae ye a rovin´ tale, o´ sights that I hae seen
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Far up into the snowy north, or sooth by Gretna Green.
[Verse 2]
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I´ve seen the high Ben Nevis a-towerin´ tae the moon
G Em G Am Em
I´ve been roun´ by Crieff an´ Callander an roun´ by Bonny Doon
G Em G Em Am Em
I´ve seen Loch Ness's silvery tide an´ places I'll tae ken
G Am C G C G
Far up into the stormy north lies Urquart´s fairy glen
[Verse 3]
G Am C G Am G
Ofttimes I laugh tae mysel´ as I wander alang the road
G Em G Am Em
My toerags round my blistered feet, my face as broun´s a toad
G Em G Em Am Em
Wi´ lumps o´cheese and tattie-scones or breid an´ braxie ham
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Nae thinking whar´ I´m comin´ frae nor thinkin´ whar I´m gang.
[Verse 4]
G Am C G Am G
I've done my share of humpin' wi' the dockers on the Clyde
G Em G Am Em
I've helped the Buckie trawlers hawl the herrin' o'er the side
G Em G Em Am Em
I've helped to build the mighty bridge that spans the Firth o' Forth
G Am C G C G
And wi' mony Angus farmer's rig I've plowed the bonny earth
[Verse 5]
G Am C G Am G
I´m happy in the summer-time beneath the dark blue sky
G Em G Am Em
Nae thinkin´ in the mornin´ where at nicht i´m gang to lie
G Em G Em Am Em
In barn or byre or anywhere dossing out among the hay
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And if the weather treats me right, I´m happy every day.
[Verse 6]
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Loch Katrine and Loch Lomond, they´ve oft been seen by me
G Em G Am Em
The Dee, the Don, the Devron, that a´ flows tae the sea
G Em G Em Am Em
Dunrobin Castle, by the way, I nearly had forgot
G Am C G C G
And the reckless stanes o´cairn that mairks the hoose o´ John o´ Groat.
[Verse 7]
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I´ve been by bonny Gallowa´, an´ often roun´ Stranraer
G Em G Am Em
My business leads me anywhere, I travel near an´ far
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I´ve got that rovin´ notion I wouldna like tae loss
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For It´s my daily fare an´ as much I will pay my doss.
[Verse 8]
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I think I´ll gang tae Paddy´s Lan´, I´m makin´ up my mind
G Em G Am Em
For Scotland´s greatly altered noo, I canna raise the wind
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But I will trust in Providence, and Providence be true
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I´ll sing ye´a song o´ Erin´s Isle when I come back to you.
