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Capo: 5 Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo on 5 for correct key = E Intro = C G C Verse 1
CI've been over Snowdon, I've slept upon Crowdon I've camped by the Waynestones as Gwell
I've sunbathed on Kinder, been burned to a cinder
And many more things I can Ctell My rucksack has oft been me Gpillow The heather has oft been me Cbed And sooner than part from the Gmountains I think I would rather be Cdead
Chorus
CI'm a rambler, I'm a rambler from GManchester way I get all me pleasure the Chard moorland way I may be a wage slave onG Monday But I am a free man on CSunday
Verse 2
CThe day was just ending and I was descending Down Grinesbrook just by Upper GTor
When a voice cried "Hey you" in the way keepers do
He'd the worst face that ever I Csaw The things that he said were unGpleasant In the teeth of his fury I Csaid "Sooner than part from the Gmountains I think I would rather be Cdead"
Chorus
CI'm a rambler, I'm a rambler from GManchester way I get all me pleasure the Chard moorland way I may be a wage slave onG Monday But I am a free man on CSunday
Verse 3
CHe called me a louse and said "Think of the grouse" Well i thought, but I still couldn't Gsee
Why all Kinder Scout and the moors roundabout
Couldn't take both the poor grouse and Cme He said "All this land is my Gmaster's" At that I stood shaking my Chead No man has the right to own Gmountains Any more than the deep ocean Cbed
Chorus
CI'm a rambler, I'm a rambler from GManchester way I get all me pleasure the Chard moorland way I may be a wage slave onG Monday But I am a free man on CSunday
Verse 3
CI once loved a maid, a spot welder by trade She was fair as the Rowan in Gbloom
And the bloom of her eye watched the blue moorland sky
I wooed her from April to CJune On the day that we should have been Gmarried I went for a ramble inCstead For sooner than part from the Gmountains I think I would rather be Cdead
Chorus
CI'm a rambler, I'm a rambler from GManchester way I get all me pleasure the Chard moorland way I may be a wage slave onG Monday But I am a free man on CSunday
Verse 4
CSo I'll walk where I will over mountain and hill And I'll lie where the bracken is Gdeep
I belong to the mountains, the clear running fountains
Where the grey rocks lie ragged and Csteep I've seen the white hare in the Ggullys And the curlew fly high overChead And sooner than part from the Gmountains I think I would rather be Cdead
Chorus
CI'm a rambler, I'm a rambler from GManchester way I get all me pleasure the Chard moorland way I may be a wage slave on GMonday But I am a free man on CSunday