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