D5 A5 D5 G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 A5 D5 D5 A5 D5 I was talking to a swaggy yesterday G5 D5 His beard was long his hair was silver grey A5 D5 His dress was out of style but he wore a friendly smile B5 A5 D5 And here is what the old man had to say D5 A5 D5 ?You may think me most unusual my boy G5 D5 When I tell you straight that I am stony broke A5 D5 I tramp from year to year and I?ll drink all kinds of beer B5 A5 D5 But I like to have good 'baccy when I smoke" D5 A5 D5 Now I?ll show you this here old terbacco tin G5 D5 The paint is gone the sides are dinted in A5 D5 But it?s opened many a bottle in its wild and chequered life B5 A5 D5 And to me it has always been a friend [Yodel] D5 A5 D5 G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 A5 D5 D5 A5 D5 I one time had a wife and everything A5 D5 But a stranger came and soon we were apart A5 D5 So I left my friends and home and I hit the road to roam B5 A5 D5 But nicotine has mended my old heart D5 A5 D5 I?ve got no use for money in my life G5 D5 You strive and struggle till it gets you down A5 D5 I tramp until I lag and then I?ll drop my swag B5 A5 D5 And I?ll sit and smoke and watch the world go 'round D5 A5 D5 When finally I reach the golden gates G5 D5 They say St Peter he?s a decent bloke A5 D5 If I?m taken with the blessed this will be my last request B5 A5 D5 I must have good terbaccy when I smoke D5 A5 D5 Yes I was talking to that swaggy yesterday G5 D5 And what he told me I?ll remember clear A5 D5 Trampin? out there with the breeze happy as the birds and bees B5 A5 D5 And I reckon that he has the right idea. [Yodel] D5 A5 D5 G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 A5 D5
