Tramps And Hawkers Chords by Luke Kelly
Tempo:
128.6 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] 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 thee a rovin' tale, O sights that I ha' seen,
It's far and ta'y to snowy north, And sooth by gretna green.
Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed myself, When Trojans, my toe-rags around,
My blistered feet, my face as brown as toads, We lumps of cake and tatty scones,
We wangs of Braxey ham.
No bein' [D] thought frae where [G] I've come, And lest, e'er I'm gone,
I've done my share a-humpin' with the dockers and Clyde.
I've helped in bucky -trawlers, Haul the head and the lower side.
I've helped to build the mighty bridge, That spans the busy fore.
And we money and angus famers trig, I've polluted the bonnie 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, Dossin' out among the hay.
And if the weather treats me right, I'm happy every day.
[N]
That tramps the country round and round, Come listening and all.
I'll tell thee a rovin' tale, O sights that I ha' seen,
It's far and ta'y to snowy north, And sooth by gretna green.
Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed myself, When Trojans, my toe-rags around,
My blistered feet, my face as brown as toads, We lumps of cake and tatty scones,
We wangs of Braxey ham.
No bein' [D] thought frae where [G] I've come, And lest, e'er I'm gone,
I've done my share a-humpin' with the dockers and Clyde.
I've helped in bucky -trawlers, Haul the head and the lower side.
I've helped to build the mighty bridge, That spans the busy fore.
And we money and angus famers trig, I've polluted the bonnie 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, Dossin' out among the hay.
And if the weather treats me right, I'm happy every day.
[N]
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ 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 thee a rovin' _ tale, O _ sights that I ha' _ seen,
_ It's far and ta'y to _ _ snowy north, And sooth by _ gretna green.
_ _ _ Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed _ myself, When _ Trojans, _ _ _ _ _ _ my toe-rags around,
My _ blistered feet, my _ face as brown as _ _ _ toads, We lumps of cake _ and tatty _ scones,
We wangs of _ Braxey ham. _ _ _
No bein' _ [D] thought frae where [G] I've come, And lest, e'er _ I'm gone, _ _ _
I've done my share a-humpin' with the _ dockers and _ _ _ Clyde.
I've helped in bucky _ -trawlers, Haul the head and the lower side.
_ _ I've _ helped to build the mighty _ _ bridge, That spans the _ busy _ fore.
And we money and angus _ famers trig, I've _ polluted the _ bonnie _ 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, Dossin' out _ among the hay.
_ _ _ And if the weather treats me right, I'm _ happy every day. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ That tramps the country round and round, Come _ listening _ and all.
_ _ I'll tell thee a rovin' _ tale, O _ sights that I ha' _ seen,
_ It's far and ta'y to _ _ snowy north, And sooth by _ gretna green.
_ _ _ Oft times I've [D] laughed and [G] tamed _ myself, When _ Trojans, _ _ _ _ _ _ my toe-rags around,
My _ blistered feet, my _ face as brown as _ _ _ toads, We lumps of cake _ and tatty _ scones,
We wangs of _ Braxey ham. _ _ _
No bein' _ [D] thought frae where [G] I've come, And lest, e'er _ I'm gone, _ _ _
I've done my share a-humpin' with the _ dockers and _ _ _ Clyde.
I've helped in bucky _ -trawlers, Haul the head and the lower side.
_ _ I've _ helped to build the mighty _ _ bridge, That spans the _ busy _ fore.
And we money and angus _ famers trig, I've _ polluted the _ bonnie _ 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, Dossin' out _ among the hay.
_ _ _ And if the weather treats me right, I'm _ happy every day. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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