There Are No Pubs In Kirkintilloch
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| In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs And I'm sure you'll wonder why My brother and me, we went on a spree We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry Drank the pubs a' dry My Granpaw he worked down the pit And so did my faither tae You work like a mule when you leave the school And you drink on a Saturday, my lads You drink on a Saturday In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs And I'm sure you'll wonder why My brother and me, we went on a spree We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry Drank the pubs a' dry The gaffer doon the pit my lads Could scarce believe his een For my brother and me we howked mair coal Than his latest cuttin' machine, my lads His latest cuttin' machine In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs And I'm sure you'll wonder why My brother and me, we went on a spree We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry Drank the pubs a' dry My faither he was a Glesga man And my mother come fae Troon They baith did say the other day It's time you settled doon, my lads It's time you settled doon In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs And I'm sure you'll wonder why My brother and me, we went on a spree We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry Drank the pubs a' dry So I think I'll just get married lads And hae a family tae Then we'll use our mits and work in the pits And drink on a Saturday, my lads And drink on a Saturday In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs And I'm sure you'll wonder why My brother and me, we went on a spree We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry Drank the pubs a' dry This page has been viewed 2090 times This material might be copyrighted. |
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