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Kings O' Glasgow
McTavish worked the factory a common workin' lad. Not much to look forward to 'cept drink and being bad. He'd show up at the bar and spend his money on the booze.
Kilt
A Scotsman clad in kilt left the bar one evening fair. And one could tell by how he walked he'd drunk more than his share. He staggered on until he could no longer keep his feet.
Jennifer Que
talking 'bout a girl with long green hair. commin' up down from oklahom-a. we told her to run but instead she stayed. she's lookin' so good and she does good books.
Hi Lily
Someone just yesterday morning. Walked up to me and they said. Sing me a song about Roses. And Ill be your friend for life.. #2. I softly whispered my Darling.
Heather Bells
i will go back to my homeland. to the land where i long to be. i will go back now to my homeland. to the land that's now a calling me. . [Chorus:]. it's no more my step will wander.
Gi' Us A Dram
Do I remember not so many years ago. Me & the young McKenzies skulkin' at the whisky store. Just wee nippers (sippers) much too young to buy a dram. We came up with a daring plan & pulled a whisky scam.
Get Lost
go on get lost & join a punkrock band. quit your school, give up your job. and live in a stinky van. they won't let you take it easy. you don't wanna get it slow.
Flower Of Scotland
O flower of Scotland. When will we see, your like again. That fought and died for. Your wee bit hill, and glen. And stood against them. Proud Edward's army.
Droppin' Like Flies
i recall back in '79 i was just a wee kid livin' in a dive. didn't drink, didn't dance, didn't ever smoke hash. but it changed when i heard the clash.
Thank God It's Christmas
CHORUS:. . Thank God it's Christmas. The best time of the year. Thank God it's Christmas. Let's drink a fucking beer. . Thank God it's Christmas. Get out the mistletoe.
Drink The Way I Do
you make me feel like my first hangover. you're touchin' me like the very worst time. an' i feel nothin' for tomorrows pain. and i've learned my lesson....again.
Donald Where's Yer Troosers?
I've just come back from the Isle of Skye. Im no very big and I'm awful shy. And the lassies shout when I go by. "Donald where's yer troosers". . A lassie took me to a ball.
Dance Around The Whisky
up over the hills lads, there's nothing to fear. there's a pub they say across the way. with whisky and beer. it's a lengthy journey on the way up. to the top.
Cross The Ocean
off to the harbour, under drungeon in the morning. i've got a press gang looking after me.. i'll awaken sometime on the morrow.. by then we'll be a league away te sea..
Ceilidh
Now there's a wicked way ta party that cha gotta know. Ye need a little bit a rhythm and a lotta go. If ye wanna go out I can't wait to go. . Now to Ceilidh right need a bright light shine.
Bonnie Mary
Come cowe me Minne come cowe me. Come cowe me Minne come cowe me. The hair o' my arse's grown intae me bum. & they canna figure oot wha' te' do wi' me.
Bitch Off The Money
Talkin' 'bout the bitch, she's givin' me the twitch. So powerful & regal on her throne. A two bit whore, she won't let go. Hey, what 're we gonna do 'cos she won't leave us alone.
Bastards
And if you want to find 'em, you kin find 'em in the pub. . Early in the morning into the dead of night. They're closin' down the bar and screamin' about our rights.
Ballad Of Jon Silver
We were schooner rigged and rakish with a long and lissome hull. And we flew the pretty colors of the crossbones and the skull. Wed a big black Jolly Roger flappin grimly at the fore.
Ault Mrs. Hunt
She's got a hunt punt cuddie!. It's not a cuddy puddy; it's a cuddie puddie hunt. . Auld Mrs. Hunt had a hunt punt cuddie. Not a cuddy puddy, but a cuddie puddie hunt.
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