Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
COME ALL YE TRAMPS AND HAWKERS 
Oh come all ye tramps and hawkers lads ye gatherers oblaw That tramps the country round and round come listen one and all I'll tell to you a rovin' tale of sights that I have seen It's far into the snowy north and south by Gretna Green 
Oftimes I've laughed unto mysel' when trudgin' on the road My toerags round my blistered feet, my face as broon 's a toad Wi' lumps o' cake and tatties scones, wi' whangs o' braxie ham Nae gi'en a thocht tae whaur I've been an' less tae whaur I'm gan 
I've done my share o' humpin' wi' the dockers on the Clyde I've helpit Buckie trawlers haul their herrin's over the side I've helped tae build yon michty bridge that spns the busy Forth Wi' mony an Angus farmer, I've ploo'ed the bonnie earth 
I'm happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky No thinkin' in the mornin' whaur at nicht I'm ga'e tae lie In barn or byre or anywhere, dossin' oot among the hay An' if the weather treats me right I'm happy I'm happy every day