verse 1 G Am C G Am G O come a´ ye tramps and hawker-lads an´ gaitherers o´ bla´ G Em G Am Em That tramp the country roun´ and roun´, come listen one and a´ G Em G Em Am Em I´ll tell tae ye a rovin´ tale, o´ sights that I hae seen G Am C G C G Far up into the snowy north, or sooth by Gretna Green. verse 2 G Am C G Am G I´ve seen the high Ben Nevis a-towerin´ tae the moon G Em G Am Em I´ve been roun´ by Crieff an´ Callander an roun´ by Bonny Doon G Em G Em Am Em I´ve seen Loch Ness's silvery tide an´ places I'll tae ken G Am C G C G Far up into the stormy north lies Urquart´s fairy glen verse 3 G Am C G Am G Ofttimes I laugh tae mysel´ as I wander alang the road G Em G Am Em My toerags round my blistered feet, my face as broun´s a toad G Em G Em Am Em Wi´ lumps o´cheese and tattie-scones or breid an´ braxie ham G Am C G C G Nae thinking whar´ I´m comin´ frae nor thinkin´ whar I´m gang. verse 4 G Am C G Am G I've done my share of humpin' wi' the dockers on the Clyde G Em G Am Em I've helped the Buckie trawlers hawl the herrin' o'er the side G Em G Em Am Em I've helped to build the mighty bridge that spans the Firth o' Forth G Am C G C G And wi' mony Angus farmer's rig I've plowed the bonny earth Verse 5 G Am C G Am G I´m happy in the summer-time beneath the dark blue sky G Em G Am Em Nae thinkin´ in the mornin´ where at nicht i´m gang to lie G Em G Em Am Em In barn or byre or anywhere dossing out among the hay G Am C G C G And if the weather treats me right, I´m happy every day. Verse 6 G Am C G Am G Loch Katrine and Loch Lomond, they´ve oft been seen by me G Em G Am Em The Dee, the Don, the Devron, that a´ flows tae the sea G Em G Em Am Em Dunrobin Castle, by the way, I nearly had forgot G Am C G C G And the reckless stanes o´cairn that mairks the hoose o´ John o´ Groat. Verse 7 G Am C G Am G I´ve been by bonny Gallowa´, an´ often roun´ Stranraer G Em G Am Em My business leads me anywhere, I travel near an´ far G Em G Em Am Em I´ve got that rovin´ notion I wouldna like tae loss G Am C G C G For It´s my daily fare an´ as much I will pay my doss. Verse 8 G Am C G Am G I think I´ll gang tae Paddy´s Lan´, I´m makin´ up my mind G Em G Am Em For Scotland´s greatly altered noo, I canna raise the wind G Em G Em Am Em But I will trust in Providence, and Providence be true G Am C G C G I´ll sing ye´a song o´ Erin´s Isle when I come back to you.