[Intro ]
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verse 1 
D    G                    D         A 
I've travelled East, I've travelled West, and 
Bm7                    G  D 
I've been South of the border, 
G                 D      A 
Sometimes sober, often drunk, 
Bm7                  G D 
and sometimes out of order 
D                   G       D 
Sometimes I've been true to love, and 
G         D      A 
Sometimes I've betrayed it. 
    D                  G      D 
But when it's time tae cop me whack, then 
D                   A    D 
I've coughed up and paid it 

Chorus 
  D                         D       G 
I swore by the light of the morning sun, 
   D                  G A 
My drinking days were o-ver, 
    A         D           G       Bm7 
But that very night I was back in town, 
D             A         D 
following the ways of a rover 

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verse 2 
G                 D         A 
When we toast for auld lang syne freens, 
Bm7         G  D 
Absent or departed, 
G                 D        A 
I'll drink tae my ain true love, though 
Bm7            G   D 
she was fickle hearted, then 
D                 G     D 
Lay me doon wi' another lass wi' a 
G        D        A 
Heid for wine and brandy 
D                       G     D 
Who gives a shite for a cutty stool? 
    D              A  D 
Its hey for houghmagandie 

Chorus 
  D                         D       G 
I swore by the light of the morning sun, 
   D                  G A 
My drinking days were o-ver, 
    A         D           G       Bm7 
But that very night I was back in town, 
D             A         D 
following the ways of a rover 

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verse 3 
D     G                 D 
I was born and raised a pagan 
A         Bm7          G D 
You could call it my vocation 
G                     D 
I hate your christian morals 
A         Bm7           G D 
With your rules and regulations 
D                    G   D 
Through the smoke of innocence, like 
G            D        A 
Quaens we'll reel and spin oh 
D                 G  D 
Doon the gorgeous avenue 
   D                A    D 
Ye call the path of sin, when 

Chorus 
  D                         D       G 
I swore by the light of the morning sun, 
   D                  G A 
My drinking days were o-ver, 
    A         D           G       Bm7 
But that very night I was back in town, 
D             A         D 
following the ways of a rover 

Chorus 
  D                         D       G 
I swore by the light of the morning sun, 
   D                  G A 
My drinking days were o-ver, 
    A         D           G       Bm7 
But that very night I was back in town, 
D             A         D 
following the ways of a rover