Tramps And Hawkers Lyrics

Tramps And Hawkers lyrics

O come a´ ye tramps and hawker-lads an´ gaitherers o´ bla´ 

 That tramp the country roun´ and roun´, come listen one and a´ 

 I´ll tell tae ye a rovin´ tale, an´ places I hae been 

 Far up into the snowy north, or sooth by Gretna 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