Tom: C
C
There's a piercing wintry breeze
F C
Blowing through the budding trees
G
And I button up my coat to keep me warm
C
But the days are on the mend
F C
And I'm on the road again
G C
With my fiddle snuggled close beneath my arm
[Chorus]
C
I've a fine, felt hat
F G
And a strong pair of brogues
C G
I have rosin in my pocket for my bow
C
O my fiddle strings are new
F G
And I've learned a tune or two
C G C
So, I'm well prepared to ramble and must go
I'm as happy as a king
F C
When I catch a breath of spring
G
And the grass is turning green as winter ends
C
And the geese are on the wing
F C
And the thrushes start to sing
G C
And I'm headed down the road to see my
friends
[Verse 2]
I have friends in every town
F C
As I wander up and down
G
Making music at the markets and the fairs
C
Through the donkeys and the creels
F C
And the farmers making deals
G C
And the yellow headed tinkers selling wares
[Verse 3]
C
Here's a health to one and all
F C
To the big and to the small
G
To the rich and poor alike and foe and friends
C
And when I return again
F C
May our foes have turned to friends
G C
And may peace and joy be with you until then
