There's a fierce and wintery breeze blowing through the budding trees
And I buttoned up my coat to keep me warm
But the days are on the mend and I'm on the road again
With my fiddle snuggled close beneath my arm
I've a fine felt hat and a strong pair of brogues
I have rosin in my pocket for my bow
And my fiddle strings are new
And I've learnt a tune or two
So I'm well prepared to ramble and must go
I'm as happy as a king when I catch a breath of spring
And the grass is turning green as winter ends
And the birds are on the wing and the thrushes start to sing
And I'm going down the road to see my friends
I've a fine felt hat and a strong pair of brogues
I have rosin in my pocket for my bow
And my fiddle strings are new
And I've learnt a tune or two
So I'm well prepared to ramble and must go
I have friends in every town as I ramble up and down
Making music at the markets and the fairs
To the donkeys and the creels and the farmers making deals
And the yellow headed tinker selling wares
I've a fine felt hat and a strong pair of brogues
I have rosin in my pocket for my bow
And my fiddle strings are new
And I've learnt a tune or two
So I'm well prepared to ramble and must go
Here's a health to one and all to the big and to the small
To the rich and poor alike and foe and friends
And when we return again may our foes have turned to friends
And may peace and joy be with you until then
I've a fine felt hat and a strong pair of brogues
I have rosin in my pocket for my bow
And my fiddle strings are new
And I've learnt a tune or two
So I'm well prepared to ramble and must go
I've a fine felt hat and a strong pair of brogues
I have rosin in my pocket for my bow
And my fiddle strings are new
And I've learnt a tune or two
So I'm well prepared to ramble and must go