The Dubliners - Tramps And Hawkers download song

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I ve ploo ed the bonnie earth, wi whangs o braxie ham
I ve helpit buckie trawlers haul their herrin s o er the side, wi lumps o cake and tattie scones
It s far intae the snowy north and south by gretna green, that tramps the country round and round come listen ane and all
An if the weather treats me right i m happy every day, oftimes i ve laughed untae mysel when trudgin on the road
I ve helped tae build them michty bridge that spans the busy forth, wi money an angus farmer s trig
I ve done my share o humpin wi the dockers on the clyde, nae gi en a thought frae where i ve been an less tae whaur i m gan
Wi lumps o cake and tattie scones, my face as broon s a toad And, oh come all ye tramps and hawker lads and gatherers oblaw
I ve helpit buckie trawlers haul their herrin s o er the side, dossin oot among the hay

i ve helpit buckie trawlers haul their herrin s o er the side
I ve done my share o humpin wi the dockers on the clyde, it s far intae the snowy north and south by gretna green
I m happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky, wi lumps o cake and tattie scones, dossin oot among the hay
I ve helpit buckie trawlers haul their herrin s o er the side, nae gi en a thought frae where i ve been an less tae whaur i m gan
no thinkin in the mornin whaur at nicht i ll hae tae lie
i m happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky
I ve done my share o humpin wi the dockers on the clyde, dossin oot among the hay Tramps, oh come all ye tramps and hawker lads and gatherers oblaw
Oftimes i ve laughed untae mysel when trudgin on the road, wi whangs o braxie ham

in barn or byre or anywhere
Wi whangs o braxie ham, my face as broon s a toad
I ve helpit buckie trawlers haul their herrin s o er the side, in barn or byre or anywhere
I ll tell to ye a rovin tale of sights that i have seen, wi lumps o cake and tattie scones Tramps, my toerags round my blistered feet
dossin oot among the hay
I m happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky, wi lumps o cake and tattie scones, i ll tell to ye a rovin tale of sights that i have seen
Oftimes i ve laughed untae mysel when trudgin on the road, my toerags round my blistered feet, dossin oot among the hay
I ll tell to ye a rovin tale of sights that i have seen, my face as broon s a toad Hawkers, wi lumps o cake and tattie scones

That tramps the country round and round come listen ane and all, oh come all ye tramps and hawker lads and gatherers oblaw The, i m happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky
An if the weather treats me right i m happy every day, my face as broon s a toad, an if the weather treats me right i m happy every day
My face as broon s a toad, i m happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky
wi whangs o braxie ham
Dossin oot among the hay, oftimes i ve laughed untae mysel when trudgin on the road Hawkers, oftimes i ve laughed untae mysel when trudgin on the road
in barn or byre or anywhere
My toerags round my blistered feet, wi lumps o cake and tattie scones
wi money an angus farmer s trig

I ve done my share o humpin wi the dockers on the clyde, i ll tell to ye a rovin tale of sights that i have seen, dossin oot among the hay
That tramps the country round and round come listen ane and all, that tramps the country round and round come listen ane and all Tramps, i ve done my share o humpin wi the dockers on the clyde
my toerags round my blistered feet
i ve helped tae build them michty bridge that spans the busy forth
an if the weather treats me right i m happy every day
oh come all ye tramps and hawker lads and gatherers oblaw