Liam Clancy - Im a freeborn man

I'm a freeborn man of the ^Ctravelling peo^Dple Got no fixed abode, with nomads I am ^Gnumbered Country ^Dlanes and by^Gways were always ^Cmy ^Gways I ^Cnever ^Gfancied ^Cbeing ^Flum^Gbered ^{F G}

Oh, we knew the woods and the ^Cresting pla^Dces And the small bird sang when winter days were ^Gover ^DThen we'd pack our load ^Gand be on the ^Croad ^GThose were ^Cgood old ^Gtimes ^Cfor a ^Fro^Gver ^{F G}

Now I've known life hard and I've ^Cknown it ea^Dsy And I've cursed the life when winter days were ^Gdawning ^DBut I've laughed and sung ^Gthrough the whole night ^Clong ^GSeen the ^Csummer ^Gsun rise ^Cin the ^Fmor^Gning

There was open ground where a ^Cman could lin^Dger For a week or two, for time was not our ^Gmaster ^DThen away you'd jog a-^Gwith your horse and ^Cdog A-^Gnice and ^Ceasy, ^Gno need ^Cto go ^Ffas^Gter ^{F G}

All you freeborn men of the ^Ctravelling peo^Dple Every tinker, rolling stone and gypsy ^Grover A-^Dwinds of change are ^Gblowing, old ways are ^Cgo^Ging Your ^Ctravelling ^Gdays will ^Csoon be ^Fov^Ger ^{F G}