Lyrics - Come A' Ye Tramps An' Hawkers by Celtic Folk

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Come a' ye tramps and hawkers noo,
Ye gaitherers o'blaw
That tramps the countrie roun' an' roun'
Come lissen ane an' aw'
Ah'll tell tae you a rovin' tale
O sichts as
Ah hae seen
Far up intae thae snawy north
An' sooth be
Gretna
Green.
Ah've seen the high
Ben
Lomond a-towerin' tae the moon
Ah've been by
Creiff and
Callendar and roond be bonnie
Doune.
Ah've seen
Loch
Ness'es silvery tides,
And places ill tae ken:
Far up intae the snawy north
Lies
Urquharts fairy glen.
It's aft
Ah've laffed untae masel'
As
Ah trudged alang the road
Wi' a bag o'blaw upon ma back an' face as broun's a toad's.
Wi' lumps o'cake an' tattie scones
Cheese and braxie hams
It's nae thinkin' waur
Ah'm comin' fae
Nor waur
Ah'm gawn tae gang.
For
Ah'm happy in the summer time
Aneath the bricht blue sky
Nae thinkin' in the mornin'
Waur at nicht that
Ah sall lie.
If in a barn, or yet a byre
Or jist amang the hay
So lang's the weather doth permit,
Ah'm happy every day.
But
Ah think
Ah'll go tae
Paddy's
Land,
Ah makkin up ma mind.
For
Scotland's fairly altered noo,
Ye cannae raise the wind.
But
Ah will trust in
Providence, an
Providence prove true,
Ah'll tell ye a' o'
Erin's
Isle
Win
Ah come back tae you.

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