[C]O come a' ye [G7]tramps and hawker-[F]lads an'
[C]gaithe[F]rers o' [C]bla'
That [C]tramp the country [F]roun' and [C]roun', come
[F]listen [G7]one and [Am]a'
I'll [C]tell tae ye a[F] rovin' [C]tale, an' [F]places[G7]
I hae [Am]been
Far [C]up in[G7]to the snowy [F]north, or [C]sooth
by [F]Gretna [C]Green.
I've seen the high Ben Nevis that gangs towerin' tae
the moon
I've been roun' by Crieff an' Callander an' by Bonny
Doon
I've been by Nethy's silvery tide an' places ill tae
ken
Far up into the stormy north lies Urquart's fairy
glen
Sometimes noo I laugh tae mysel' when dodgin' alang
the road
Wi' a bag o' meal slung upon my back, my face as broun's
a toad
Wi' lumps o'cheese and tattie-scones or breid an'
braxie ham
Nae thinking whar' I'm comin' frae nor thinkin' whar
I'm gang.
I'm happy in the summer-time beneath the dark blue
sky
Nae thinkin' in the mornin' at nicht where i'm gang
to lie
Bothies or byres or barns, or oot amangst the hay
And if the weather does permit, I'm happy a' the day.
Loch Katrine and Loch Lomond, they've oft been seen
by me
The Dee, the Don, the Devron, that a' flows tae the
sea
Dunrobin Castle, by the way, I nearly had forgot
And the reckless stanes o'cairn that mairks the hoose
o' John
o' Groat.
I've been by bonny Gallowa', an' often roun' Stranraer
My business leads me anywhere, I travel near an' far
I've got that rovin' notion I wouldna like tae loss
For It's my daily fare an' as much'll pay my doss.
I think I'll gang tae Paddy's Lan', I'm makin' up
my mind
For Scotland's greatly altered noo, I canna raise
the wind
But if I can trust in Providence, if Providence should
prove true
I'll sing ye's a' of Erin's Isle when I come back
to you.