Paroles de Tramps and Hawkers

Oh come all ye tramps and hawker lads and gatherers oblaw That tramps the country round and round come listen ane and all I'll tell to ye a rovin' tale of sights that I have seen It's far intae the snowy north and south by Gretna Green Oftimes I've laughed untae mysel' when trudgin' on the road My toerags round my blistered feet my face as broon 's a toad Wi' lumps o' cake and tattie scones wi' whangs o' braxie ham Nae gi'en a thought frae where I've been an' less tae whaur I'm gan I've done my share o' humpin' wi' the dockers on the Clyde I've helpit Buckie trawlers haul their herrin's o'er the side I've helped tae build them michty bridge that spans the busy Forth Wi' money an Angus farmer's trig I've ploo'ed the bonnie earth I'm happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky No thinkin' in the mornin' whaur at nicht I'll hae tae lie In barn or byre or anywhere, dossin' oot among the hay An' if the weather treats me right I'm happy every day