The Dubliners- Tramps and Hawkers Chords
Tempo:
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Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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O'er Carmally tramps and the hawker lads, And gatherers of law,
tramps the country round and round, Come listening and all.
tell to ye a rovin' tale, O sights that I ha' seen,
and table snowy north, And soothed by gretna green.
Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed myself, When trudging on the road,
and my blistered feet, My face as brown as a toad.
We lumps of cake and tatty scones, We wangs of braxy ham,
No gie'n [D] thought for a' where [G] I've come, And lest a' where I'm gone,
tramps the country round and round, Come listening and all.
tell to ye a rovin' tale, O sights that I ha' seen,
and table snowy north, And soothed by gretna green.
Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed myself, When trudging on the road,
and my blistered feet, My face as brown as a toad.
We lumps of cake and tatty scones, We wangs of braxy ham,
No gie'n [D] thought for a' where [G] I've come, And lest a' where I'm gone,
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_ _ _ _ _ O'er Carmally _ tramps and the hawker lads, And _ _ _ gatherers of law,
_ _ That tramps the country round and round, Come _ listening _ and all.
_ _ I'll tell to ye a rovin' _ tale, O _ sights that I ha' _ seen,
_ It's far and table _ snowy north, And _ soothed by _ gretna green.
_ _ _ Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed _ myself, When _ _ trudging on the _ road,
My toe-rags round and my _ blistered feet, My _ face as brown as a toad. _
_ We lumps of cake _ and tatty scones, We wangs of braxy ham, _ _ _
No gie'n [D] thought for a' where [G] I've come, And _ lest a' where I'm _ gone, _
I've done my _ [D] share a [G]-humpin' We the _ dockers and the _ _ Clyde.
I've helped in bucky _ -trawlers, All the head and _ now out of the side. _ _ _ _ _
I've helped to build the mighty _ _ bridge, That spans the busy _ Forth,
_ And we money and _ angus _ famers trig, I've ploughed the _ bonny air.
_ _ I'm _ happy in the summer time, _ _ Beneath the bright blue _ sky,
_ No _ thinkin' in the mornin' where, At night I'll hate to _ lie. _
In barn or byre or _ _ anywhere, Dusting out _ among the hay, _ _ _
And if the weather treats me right, I'm _ happy every day. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ That tramps the country round and round, Come _ listening _ and all.
_ _ I'll tell to ye a rovin' _ tale, O _ sights that I ha' _ seen,
_ It's far and table _ snowy north, And _ soothed by _ gretna green.
_ _ _ Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed _ myself, When _ _ trudging on the _ road,
My toe-rags round and my _ blistered feet, My _ face as brown as a toad. _
_ We lumps of cake _ and tatty scones, We wangs of braxy ham, _ _ _
No gie'n [D] thought for a' where [G] I've come, And _ lest a' where I'm _ gone, _
I've done my _ [D] share a [G]-humpin' We the _ dockers and the _ _ Clyde.
I've helped in bucky _ -trawlers, All the head and _ now out of the side. _ _ _ _ _
I've helped to build the mighty _ _ bridge, That spans the busy _ Forth,
_ And we money and _ angus _ famers trig, I've ploughed the _ bonny air.
_ _ I'm _ happy in the summer time, _ _ Beneath the bright blue _ sky,
_ No _ thinkin' in the mornin' where, At night I'll hate to _ lie. _
In barn or byre or _ _ anywhere, Dusting out _ among the hay, _ _ _
And if the weather treats me right, I'm _ happy every day. _ _ _ _ _
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