Tramps An' Hawkers 

Oh' Come a' ye tramps an' hawker lads an' gaitherers o' blaw 
That tramps the country roon an' roon, come listen one an' a'
I'll tell to you a rovin' tale o' sechts that I hae seen 
Far into the snowy North an' South by Gretna Green. 

2. It's oft I've laughed untie mysel' when traivlin' on the road 
Two rags roon' my twisted feet; my face as broon's a toad 
Wi' lumps o' cake an' tattie scones, wi' cheese an' braxie ham 
Ne'er gi'in' a thoucht tae whaur I've been, nor less to whaur I'm guan. 

3. I've done my share o' humpin' wi' the dockers on the Clyde 
I helped them Buckie trawlers haul the herrin' ower the side 
I helped tae build the mechty bridge that spans the busy Forth 
An' wi' many Angus fairmers rig I've plood the bonny earth. 

4. I'm happy in the simmertime beneath the brecht blue sky 
No' thinkin' in the mornin' whaur at necht I'll hae tae lie 
In barn or byre or ony whaur oot aman the hay 
An if the weather treats me right, I'm happy every day. 

5. I'm guan back tae Paddy's Land; I'm makin' up my mind 
For Scotland's greatly altered noo I canna raise the wind 
But I can trust in Providence an' Providence proves true 
I'll sing ye a' o' Erin's Isle when I come back tae you. 

6. Come a' ye tramps an' hawker lads an' gaitherers o' blaw 
That tramps the country roon an' roon, come listen one an' a' 
I'll tell to you a rovin' tale o' sechts that I hae seen 
Far into the snowy North an' South by Gretna Green.