OLD BLIND DOGS - TRAMPS AND HAWKERS CHORDS

Come, a' ye tramps and hawker lads and ^Fgaitherers o' blaw That ^Ctramps this country roun' and roun', come ^Flisten ane and ^Ama' I'll ^Ctell tae ye a rovin' tale and ^Fsichts that I hae ^Amseen Far ^Cup intae the snowy north and ^Fsooth by Gretna ^CGreen

I've seen the high Ben Nevis a-^Ftowerin' tae the moon I've ^Cbeen by Crieff and Callander and ^Froun' by Bonny ^AmDoon And ^Cby the Nethy's silvery tide and ^Fplaces ill tae ^Amken Far ^Cup intae the stormy north lies ^FUrquhart's fairy ^Cglen

Come, a' ye tramps and hawker lads and ^Fgaitherers o' blaw That ^Ctramps this country roun' and roun', come ^Flisten ane and ^Ama' I'll ^Ctell tae ye a rovin' tale and ^Fsichts that I hae ^Amseen Far ^Cup intae the snowy north and ^Fsooth by Gretna ^CGreen

Oft hae I laughed intae myself when ^Ftrudgin' on the road Wi' a ^Cbag o' bla' upon by back, my ^Fface as bruin's a ^Amtoad Wi' ^Clumps o' cake and tattie scones and ^Fcheese and braxie ^Amham Nae ^Cthinking where I'm comin' frae or ^Fwhere I'm goin' tae ^Cgang

I'm happy in the summer time be^Fneath the bricht blue sky Nae ^Cthinkin' in the morning', at ^Fnicht where I'm to ^Amlie ^CBarns or byres or anywhere, or ^Foot among the ^Amhay And ^Cif the weather does permit, I'm ^Fhappy every ^Cday

Come, a' ye tramps and hawker lads and ^Fgaitherers o' blaw That ^Ctramps this country roun' and roun', come ^Flisten ane and ^Ama' I'll ^Ctell tae ye a rovin' tale and ^Fsichts that I hae ^Amseen Far ^Cup intae the snowy north and ^Fsooth by Gretna ^CGreen

I've done my share of humpin' wi' the ^Fdockers on the Clyde I've ^Chelped the Buckie trawlers pu' the ^Fherrin' o'er the ^Amside I've ^Chelped to build the mighty bridge that ^Fspans the Firth o' ^AmForth And wi' ^Cmony Angus farmer's rig, I've ^Fploughed the bonny ^Cearth

Loch Katrine and Loch Lomond have ^Fa' been kent by me The ^CDee, the Don, the Deveron that ^Frushes tae the ^Amsea Dun^Crobin Castle, by the way, I ^Fnearly hae for^Amgot And ^Caye, the rickle o' cairn marks at the ^Fhouse o' John o' ^CGroats

Come, a' ye tramps and hawker lads and ^Fgaitherers o' blaw That ^Ctramps this country roun' and roun', come ^Flisten ane and ^Ama' I'll ^Ctell tae ye a rovin' tale and ^Fsichts that I hae ^Amseen Far ^Cup intae the snowy north and ^Fsooth by Gretna ^CGreen

I'm often 'roon by Gallowa' and ^Fdoon about Stranraer My ^Cbusiness leads me onywhere, I ^Ftravel near and ^Amfar I've ^Cgot a rovin' notion, there's ^Fnothing that I ^Amloss And ^Ca' my days my daily fare and ^Fwhat'll pay my ^Cdoss

I think I'll go to Paddy's land, I'm ^Fmakkin' up my mind For ^CScotland's greatly altered now, I ^Fcanna raise the ^Amwind But ^CI will trust in Providence, if ^FProvidence proves ^Amtrue And ^CI will sing o' Erin's isle 'ere ^FI get back to ^Cyou

Come, a' ye tramps and hawker lads and ^Fgaitherers o' blaw That ^Ctramps this country roun' and roun', come ^Flisten ane and ^Ama' I'll ^Ctell tae ye a rovin' tale and ^Fsichts that I hae ^Amseen Far ^Cup intae the snowy north and ^Fsooth by Gretna ^CGreen

Old Blind Dogs - Tramps and hawkers