[bad word] [bad word]  a' ye tramps and hawker lads and gaitherers o' blaw
That tramps this country roun' and [bad word] listen ane and a'
I'll tell tae ye a rovin' tale and sichts that I hae seen
Far up intae the snowy north and sooth by Gretna Green

I've seen the high Ben Nevis a-towerin' tae the moon
I've been by Crieff and Callander and roun' by Bonny Doon
And by the Nethy's silvery tide and places ill tae ken
Far up intae the stormy north lies Urquhart's fairy glen
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Oft hae I laughed intae myself when [bad word]  on the road
Wi' a bag o' bla' upon by back, my face as brown's a toad
Wi' lumps o' cake and tattie scones and cheese and braxie ham
Nae thinking where [bad word]  frae or where I'm goin' tae gang

I'm happy in the summer time beneath the bricht blue sky
Nae thinkin' in the mornin' at nicht where I'm to lie
Barns or byres or anywhere, or oot among the hay
And if the weather does permit, I'm happy every day
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I've done my share of humpin' wi' the dockers on the Clyde
I've helped the Buckie trawlers pu' the herrin' o'er the side
I've helped to build the mighty bridge that spans the Firth o' Forth
And wi' mony Angus farmer's rig I've plowed the bonny earth

Loch Katrine and Loch Lomond have a' been kent by me
The Dee, the Don, the Deveron [bad word] tae the sea
Dunrobin Castle by the way, I nearly hae forgot
And aye, the rickle o' cairn marks at the house o' John o' Groats
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I'm often 'roon by Gallowa' and doon about Stranraer
My business leads me onywhere, I travel near and far
I've got a rovin' notion, there's nothing that I loss
And a' my days my daily fare and what'll pay my doss

I think I'll go to Paddy's land, I'm makkin' up my mind
For Scotland's greatly altered now, I canna raise the wind
But I will [bad word] in Providence, if Providence proves [bad word] And I will sing o' Erin's isle 'ere I get back to you
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