Gaberlunzie King chords by The Corries

https://www.youtube.com/watch v=TRHMjhxdRRI

Verse 1:
      D           G             D              G
There was a jolly beggar, and a-begging he was boun,
    D              G          D              A
And he took up his quarters intae a land’art town,

Chorus:
      D               G
we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'
    D              G
Sae late intae the nicht;
          D               G
And we’ll gang nae mair a-rovin'
        D          G         A
Let the moon shine ne’er sae brecht.
          D               G  D
and we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'

Verse 2:
     D           G                D             G
He'd never lie intae the barn, or yet intae the byre,
       D           G          D                A
But in behint the ha’door, or else beyont' the fire.

Chorus:
      D               G
we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'
    D              G
Sae late intae the nicht;
          D               G
And we’ll gang nae mair a-rovin'
        D          G         A
Let the moon shine ne’er sae brecht.
          D               G  D
and we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'

Verse 3:
   D         G                     D              G
Up raise the goodman’s dochter and for to bar the do-or,
    D                 G          D              A
And there she saw the beggar man standin’an the floor.

Chorus:
      D               G
we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'
    D              G
Sae late intae the nicht;
          D               G
And we’ll gang nae mair a-rovin'
        D          G         A
Let the moon shine ne’er sae brecht.
          D               G  D
and we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'

Verse 4:
   D               G                D       G
He took the lassie by the airm, and tae the nook he ran,
  D            G                  D         A
O hooly, hooly wi’ me, sir, ye’ll waken our goodman.

Chorus:
      D               G
we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'
    D              G
Sae late intae the nicht;
          D               G
And we’ll gang nae mair a-rovin'
        D          G         A
Let the moon shine ne’er sae brecht.
          D               G  D
and we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'

Verse 5:
       D             G                 D              G
And he took out his wee penknife, loot a’ his duddies fa’,
       D                 G             D                A
And he stood the brawest gentleman there was amang them a’.

Chorus:
      D               G
we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin'
    D              G
Sae late intae the nicht;
          D               G
And we’ll gang nae mair a-rovin'
        D          G         A
Let the moon shine ne’er sae brecht.
          D               G  D
and we’ll gang nae mair a-ro-vin