Burgh Song Book - Horntip

Page 20 Royal Burgh of Stirling Pipe Band 

The Jeelie Piece Song 

I'm a skyscraper wean, I live on 

the nineteenth flair; 

But I'm no' gaun oot tae play 

ony mair, 

'Cause since we moved tae 

Castlemilk, I'm wastin' away 

'Cause I'm gettin' wan meal less 

every day. 

Oh ye cannae fling pieces oot a 

twenty storey flat, 

Seven hundred hungry weans'll 

testify, to that. 

If it's butter, cheese or jeely, if 

the breid is plain or pan, 

The odds against it reaching 

earth are ninety-nine tae wan. 

On the first day ma maw flung 

oot a daud o' Hovis broon; 

It came skytin' oot the windae 

and went up insteid o' doon. 

Noo every twenty-seven hoors it 

comes back intae sight 

'Cause ma piece went intae 

orbit and became a satellite. 

[Chorus] 

On the second day ma maw 

flung me a piece oot wance 

again. 

It went and hut the pilot in a fast 

low-flying plane. 

He scraped it aff his goggles, 

shouting through the intercom, 

The Clydeside Reds huv giat 

me wi' a breid-an-jeely bomb'. 

[Chorus] 

On the third day ma maw 

thought she would try another 

throw. 

The Salvation Army band was 

staundin' doon below. 

'Onward, Christian Soldiers' was 

the piece they should've played, 

But the oompah man was 

playing oan ma piece an' 

marmalade. 

[Chorus] 

We're wrote away to Oxfam to 

try an' get some aid, 

An' a' the weans in Castlemilk 

have formed a 'piece brigade'. 

We're gonnae march to 

George's Square to demand our 

civil rights 

Like building nae mair hooses 

over piece-flinging height. 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS 

Flower of Scotland / Donald Where’s Yer Troosers 3 

Caledonia / You are our Gerry 4 

Sam the Skull 5 

Bonnie Wee Jeannie McColl / Yer Jacobites by Name 6 

Bog Down in the Valley-O 7 

Wild Rover / Signing in the Rain 8 

I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) / Under a Scotsman’s Kilt 9 

Evil Scotsman / Loch Lomond 10 

Shang-A-Lang / Scots Wha Hae 11 

Don’t Stop Me Now! 12 

Father Abraham / MacDonald’s Farm 13 

Wild Rover 14 

Sir Jasper / Lion Sleeps Tonight 15 

George Michael’s Faith (Alternative) / Bestiality's Best 16 

Follow the Band / Lady in Red 17 

Tampax Factory 18 

Tribute 19 

The Jeelie Piece Song 20 

Band Bus Song Book Page 19 

Tribute 

[Spoken] 

This is the greatest and best 

song in the world... Tribute. 

Long time ago me and my 

brother Kyle here, 

we was hitchhikin' down a long 

and lonesome road. 

All of a sudden, there shined a 

shiny demon... in the middle... 

of the road. 

And he said! 

"Play the best song in the world, 

or I'll eat your soul." 

Well me and Kyle, we looked at 

each other, 

and we each said... "Okay." 

And we played the first thing 

that came to our heads, 

Just so happened to be, 

The Best Song in the World, it 

was The Best Song in the 

World. 

Look into my eyes and it's easy 

to see 

One and one make two, two 

and one make three, 

It was destiny. 

Once every hundred-thousand 

years or so, 

When the sun doth shine and 

the moon doth glow 

And the grass doth grow... 

Needless to say, the beast was 

stunned. 

Whip-crack went his Whoopy 

tail, 

And the beast was done. 

He asked us: "(snort) Be you 

angels?" 

And we said, "Nay. We are but 

men." 

Rock! 

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-ah, 

Ohhh, whoah, ah-whoah-oh! 

This is not The Greatest Song in 

the World, no. 

This is just a tribute. 

Couldn't remember The 

Greatest Song in the World, no, 

no. 

This is a tribute, oh, to The 

Greatest Song in the World, 

All right! It was The Greatest 

Song in the World, 

All right! It was the best 

muthafuckin' song the greatest 

song in the world. 

And the peculiar thing is this my 

friends: 

the song we sang on that fateful 

night it didn't actually sound 

anything like this song. 

This is just a tribute! You gotta 

believe it! 

And I wish you were there! Just 

a matter of opinion. 

Ah, fuck! Good God, God lovin', 

So surprised to find you can't 

stop it. 

All right! All right!

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Tampax Factory 

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Factory 

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when the end of the month 

comes around... 

You can tell by the smell that 

she isnae very well 

When the end of the month 

comes around. 

U can tell by her moaning 

that she's seeping heamoglobin 



[Chorus] 

U can tell by her legs 

that she is losing eggs 


comes around.. 

[Chorus] 

U can tell from the swab 

that there's no room for yer 

knob 



[Chorus] 

U can tell by the taste 

that it isn't salmon paste 



[Chorus] 

U can tell by the chair 

that she's been sitting there 



[Chorus] 

You can tell by the rope 

that you haven't got a hope 


comes around.... 

[Chorus] 

You can tell by her frown 

That you'll have to go for brown 



[Chorus] 

You can tell you've gone too far 

when you're eating caviar 



[Chorus] 

You can tell from the string 

that it's going up her ring 



[Chorus] 

You can tell from the flies 

That are swarming round her 

thighs 



[Chorus] 

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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 him, 

Proud Edward's Army, 

And sent him homeward, 

To think again. 

The Hills are bare now, 

And autumn leaves 

lie thick and still, 

O'er land that is lost now, 

Which those so dearly held, 

That stood against him, 




Those days are past now, 

And in the past 

they must remain, 

But we can still rise now, 

And be the nation again, 

That stood against him, 




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 him, 




Donald Where’s Yer 

Troosers 

I've just come down from the 

Isle of Skye, I’m no very big and 

I'm awful shy, 

And the lassies shout when I go 

by, " Donald where’s your 

troosers." 

Let the wind blow high, let the 

wind blow low, through the 

streets in my kilt I'll go, 

And all the lassies shout hello 

Donald where's your troosers. 

A Lassie took me to a ball 

And it was slippery in the hall 

And I was feart that I would fall 

Fur I hadnae on ma' troosers 

[Chorus] 

I went down to London Town 

And I had some fun in the 

underground The ladies turned 

their heads around Saying 

"Donald where are your 

trousers". 

[Chorus] 

To wear the kilt is my delight 

It isna wrong, I know its right 

The islanders would get a fright 

If they saw me in the troosers 

[Chorus] 

They'd like to wed me everywan 

Just let them catch me if they 

can You cannae tak’ the breeks 

aff a Hielan’ man 

And I don't wear the troosers 

[Chorus]


Caledonia 

I don't know, If you can see, the 

changes that have come over 

me 

In these last few days I've been 

afraid, that I might slip away, 

But I’ve been telling old stories, 

singing songs 

That make me think about 

where I come from 

And that’s the reason why I 

seem, so far away today 

Let me tell you that I love you, 

and I think about you all the 

time 

Caledonia you're calling me, 

and now I'm going home 

But if I should become a 

stranger 

you know that would make me 

more than sad 

Caledonia's been everything, 

I've ever had 

I have moved, and I have kept 

on moving, proved the point that 

I need proving 

Lost some friends that I hated 

losing, found others on the way 

I have kissed the ladies and left 

them crying 

Stolen dreams yes there is no 

denying, 

I have traveled hard times with 

conscience flying, somewhere 

in the wind 

[Chorus] 

Now I'm sitting here, before the 

fire, the empty room hold no 

desire 

The flames that couldn’t get any 

higher well they’ve withered now 

they’ve gone 

But I'm still thinking my way is 

clear, 

And I know what I’ll do tomorrow 

When the hands are shaking 

and the kisses flow, well I will 

disappear 

[Chorus] 

You are our Gerry 

You are our Gerry 

Our only Gerry. 

You make us happy 

When skies are grey. 

WHEN SKIES ARE GREY! 

You'll never know,., 

How much we love you. 

Please don't take our Gerry 

away 

[Repeat with other names] 

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Follow the Band 

Singing…hey jig-a-jig, fuck a 

little pig, follow the band.. 

Follow the band with your cock 

in your hands. 

Singing…hey jig-a-jig, fuck a 

little pig, follow the band. 

Follow the band all the way. 

My Wife is a builder, a builder, a 

builder. A very fine builder is 

she. All day long she lays 

bricks, lays bricks, lays bricks 

and when she comes home she 

lays me. 

Carpenter: pounds nails, 

pounds me 

Baker: kneads dough, kneads 

me 

Skier: jumps humps, humps me 

Jockey: rides horses, rides me 

Plumber: sucks pipes, sucks me 

Pianist: fingers keys, fingers me 

Joiner: Screws wood: Screws 

me 

Postie: licks stamps: licks me! 

Farmer: forks straw: forks me! 

Ironmonger: pokes fires: pokes 

me! 

Taxidermist: stuffs animals: 

stuffs me! 

Diver: goes down: can't be 

bothered! 

My Wife is a fucker, a fucker, a 

fucker. A very fine fucker is she. 

All day long she fucks men, 

fucks men, fucks men, 

And when she comes home she 

makes tea 

Lady in Red 

She’s ma lady in red (Lead) 

She’s ma lady in red (All) 

She makes a living in her bed 

(Lead) 

She makes a living in her bed 

(All) 

Singing na na naanaa! 

Na nanaa nana nanaa 

...green, she's a shagging 

machine. 

…broon, she likes to do it up 

and doon. 

…maroon, she does a jobby in 

ma room. 

…plum, she stuck a finger up 

ma bum. 

…peach, oh we did it on the 

beach. 

…glitter, and she takes it up the 

shitter. 

…grey, she shags me all day in 

the hay. 

…navy, oh her public hair is 

wavy. 

…black, she makes a living on 

her back.. 

...gold, but I think she was too 

old. 

...pink, and she makes my finger 

stink. 

...white, and she swallowed it 

down right. 

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George Micheal’s Faith 

(Alternative) 

When I caught you in the gents, 

playing with parts of your body, 

I know not everybody is a 

wanker like you, 

When I pulled out my cuffs, you 

thought that I was kinky, 

pulled out your tinky-winky said 

what you gonna do! 

You've got to reconsider your 

foolish motion, pick your 

underpants up off the floor. 

I’ve got my squad car waiting, 

stop mastur-bating, spread your 

2 legs George and put your 

hands against the wall! 

Cos you had to masturbate woo 

you had to masturbate!! 

When they took you to the cells, 

you said you wanted a favour, 

you needed some toilet paper, 

cos you messed your 

underpants. 

And when they took you to the 

court, they said please raise 

your right hand you said I’m 

sorry I cant, cos I’ve got 

wankers cramp. 

I’ve got my squad car waiting 

stop masturbating spread your 2 

legs George and put your hands 

against the wall, cos you had to 

masturbate woo you had to 

masturbate"!!! 

Bestiality’s Best 

Bestiality's best, boys, 

Bestiality's best.(shag a 

wallaby!) 

Bestiality's best, boys, 

Bestiality's best. 

Have a screw with a shrew, 

boys, 



boys, 

Have a screw with a shrew. 

[Chorus] 

Intercourse with a horse, boys, 

Intercourse with a horse, 

Intercourse with a horse, boys, 

Intercourse with a horse 

[Chorus] 

Put your pole up a mole, boys, 

Put your pole up a mole 

Put your pole up a mole, boys, 

Put your pole up a mole. 

[Chorus] 

Throw your muck up a duck, 

boys, 



boys, 

Throw your muck up a duck. 

[Chorus] 

Stick your log up a dog, boys, 

Stick your log up a dog, 

Stick your log up a dog, boys, 

Stick your log up a dog. 

[Chorus] 

Sam the Skull 

I'm a cat, I'm a cat, I'm a Glesga 

cat and my name is Sam the 

Skull. 

I've got claws in ma paws like a 

crocodiles jaws and a heid like a 

fermers bull. 

I'm no the kind o' cat that sits 

oan the mat nor the kind that 

you gie a hug 

I'm the kind o' cat that strangles 

the rats and even the 

occasional dug. 

I roam aroon doon in 

Shettlestoon where they a' know 

me by sight 

"Here's the Skull here's the 

Skull" you can hear them yell as 

they vanish into the night. 

The polis station doon oor way 

has baurs oan the windae sull 

It's no tae keep the prisoners in 

its tae keep oot Sam the Skull. 

[Chorus] 

Well one fine day no so long 

ago when they a' had had their 

full 

They sent for the S.S.P.C.A. tae 

come and catch the Skull 

There’s naebody kin get oot 

while he's roamin aboot chasin' 

a' the weans up the close, 

peein' oan the stairs scratchin' 

his erse and sittin there pickin' 

his nose. 

[Chorus] 

Well oot came aboot hauf past 

ten in their wee blue Escort van 

Right roon the back, wan wae a 

sack and wan wae a mallet in 

his haund. 

I watched them run roon the 

back o' the hoose and I casually 

strolled to the van 

Jumped in the front, I was off, 

everything had gone to plan. 

[Chorus] 

Now you'll hear them them say 

doon Shettlestoon way, 

"Whatever happened tae Sam 

the Skull ?" 

He had claws in his paws like a 

crocodiles jaws and a heid like a 

fermers bull 

Well you can tell them from me 

that I'm still runnin' free and 

never a day is dull 

It might sound absurd but I'm 

livin wae a burd in a single end 

in Maryhill. 

[Chorus] 

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Bonnie Wee Jeannie 

McColl 

A fine wee lass, a bon-nie wee 

lass, Is bon-nie wee Jeannie Mc 

- Coll; 

I gave her my moth-ers en - 

gage - ment ring and a bon-nie 

wee tar - tan shawl. 

I met her at a wadd - in' In the 

Co o-per - a - tive Hall 

I wis the best man and she was 

the bell of the ball. 

The very first nicht I met her, 

She was awfy, awfy shy, 

The rain cam' pourin' doon, But 

she was happy, so was I. 

We ran like mad for shelter, An' 

we landed up a stair, 

The rain cam' poorin' oot o' ma 

breeks, But och I didna care: 

For she's .........[Chorus] 

Noo I've wad my Jeannie, An' 

bairnies we have three, 

Two dochters and a braw wee 

lad, That sits upon my knee. 

They're richt wee holy terrors, 

An' they're never still for lang, 

But they sit an' listen every 

nicht, While I sing them this 

sang: 

For she's .........[Chorus] 

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Ye Jacobites By Name 

Ye Jacobites by name, lend an 

ear lend an ear 

Ye Jacobites by name lend an 

ear 

Ye Jacobites by name your 

faults I will proclaim 

Your doctrines I will blame you 

will hear you will hear 

Your doctrines I will blame you 

will hear 

What is right and what is wrong 

by the law by the law 


by the law 


a short sword and a long 

A weak arm and a strong for to 

draw for to draw 

A weak arm and a strong for to 

draw 

What makes heroic strife famed 

afar famed afar 

What makes heroic strife famed 

afar 

What makes heroic strife to 

whet the assasins knife 

Or hunts a parents life wi' 

bloody war bloody war 

Or hunts a parents life wi' 

bloody war 

Then leave your schemes alone 

in the state in the state 


in the state 


adore the morning sun 

And leave a man alone to his 

fate to his fate 

And leave a man alone to his 

fate. 

Sir Jasper 

Oh Sir Jasper do not touch me! 

Oh Sir Jasper do not touch me!. 

Oh Sir Jasper do not touch me!. 

As she lay between the linen 

sheets with nothing on at all. 

Oh Sir Jasper do not touch!! 





Oh Sir Jasper do not!!! 





Oh Sir Jasper do!!!! 





Oh Sir Jasper!!!!! 





Oh Sir!!!!!! 

Oh Sir!!!!!! 

Oh Sir!!!!!! 



Oh!!!!!!! 

Oh!!!!!!! 

Oh!!!!!!! 



Lion Sleeps Tonight 

A wimoweh, a-wimoweh awimoweh, 

a wimoweh 


a wimoweh 


a wimoweh 


a wimoweh 

In the jungle the mighty jungle 

the lion sleeps tonight 

In the jungle the quiet jungle the 

lion sleeps tonight 

Near the village the peaceful 

village the lion sleeps tonight 

Near the village the quiet village 

the lion sleeps tonight 

Hush my darling, don't fear my 

darling. The lion sleeps tonight. 

Hush my darling, don't fear my 

darling. The lion sleeps tonight. 

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Wild Rover 

I've been a wild rover for many's 

the year 

I've spent all me money on 

whiskey and beer 

But now I'm returning with gold 

in great store 

And I never will play the wild 

rover no more 

And it's No, Nay, never, 

No, nay never no more 

Will I play the wild rover, 

No never no more 

I went in to an alehouse I used 

to frequent 

And I told the landlady me 

money was spent 

I asked her for credit, she 

answered me nay 

Such a customer as you I can 

have any day 





I took up from my pocket, ten 

sovereigns bright 

And the landlady's eyes opened 

wide with delight 

She says "I have whiskeys and 

wines of the best 

And the words that you told me 

were only in jest" 





I'll go home to my parents, 

confess what I've done 

And I'll ask them to pardon their 

prodigal son 

And, when they've caressed me 

as oft times before 

I never will play the wild rover 

no more 





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Bog Down In The Valley-O 

Hey-ho the rattlin’ bog, the bog 

down in the valley-o. 

Hey-ho the rattlin’ bog, the bog 


Now in this bog there was a 

tree, a rare tree, a rattlin' tree, 

A tree in the bog, in the bog 


[Chorus] 

Now on this tree there was a 

limb, a rare limb, a rattlin' limb, 

A limb on the tree, and the tree 

in the bog, in the bog down in 

the valley-o. 

[Chorus] 

Now on this limb there was a 

branch, a rare branch, a rattlin' 

branch, a branch on the limb, 

and the limb on the tree, and 

the tree in the bog, in the bog 


[Chorus] 

Now on this branch there was a 

twig, a rare twig, a rattlin' twig, 

A twig on the branch, and the 

branch on the limb, and the limb 

on the tree, and the tree in the 

bog, in the bog down in the 

valley-o. 

[Chorus] 

Now on this twig there was a 

leaf, a rare leaf, a rattlin' leaf, 

A leaf on the twig, and the twig 

on the branch, and the branch 

on the limb, and the limb on the 

tree, 

And the tree in the bog, in the 

bog down in the valley-o. 

[Chorus] 

Now on this leaf there was a 

nest, a rare nest, a rattlin' nest, 

A nest on the leaf, and the leaf 

on the twig, 

And the twig on the branch, and 

the branch on the limb, 

And the limb on the tree, and 

the tree in the bog, in the bog 


[Chorus] 

Now on this nest there was an 

egg, a rare egg, a rattlin' egg, 

An egg on the nest, an nest on 

the leaf, and the leaf on the 

twig, and the twig on the branch, 

a branch on the limb, a limb on 

the tree, and the tree in the bog, 

in the bog down in the valley-o. 

[Chorus] 

[let the song go on, and 

on…speckle, bird, feather, flea, 

wing, ameoba, pipe band] 

[Chorus] 

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Wild Rover 

I've been a wild rover for many's 

the year 

I've spent all me money on 

whiskey and beer 

But now I'm returning with gold 

in great store 

And I never will play the wild 

rover no more 





I went in to an alehouse I used 

to frequent 

And I told the landlady me 

money was spent 

I asked her for credit, she 

answered me nay 

Such a customer as you I can 

have any day 

[Chorus] 

I took up from my pocket, ten 

sovereigns bright 

And the landlady's eyes opened 

wide with delight 

She says "I have whiskeys and 

wines of the best 

And the words that you told me 

were only in jest" 

[Chorus] 

I'll go home to my parents, 

confess what I've done 

And I'll ask them to pardon their 

prodigal son 

And, when they've caressed me 

as oft times before I never will 

play the wild rover no more 

[Chorus] 

Singing in the Rain 

We're singing in the rain, 

Just singing in the rain, 

What a glorious feeling, 

We're hap! hap! happy again, 

Verse/action: Hold it! Hold it! 

Your arms are out! 

Ah-ruta-cha, ruta-cha, ruta-chacha 

Ah-ruta-cha, ruta-cha, ruta-chacha 

[Repeat chorus adding new line 

and action each time] 

Your thumbs are up! 

Elbows are bent! 

Your chest is out! 

Your stomach is in! 

Your bum is out! 

Your tongue is out! 

Your Standing up! 

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Father Abraham 

Father Abraham had seven 

sons, 

Seven sons had Father 

Abraham, 

And he never smiled, 

And he never cried, 

All he did was go like this . 

And to my right! (Right arm) 

And to my left (Left Arm) 

And to my right! (Right leg) 

And to my left (Left leg) 

And bums are out (bum out) 

And with the heid (Head but) 

And with a HEEEE! (hump 

pelvis) 

And a HUUHH! (turn around, lift 

kilt/drop pants, moon) 

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MacDonald’s Farm 

Old MacDonald had a farm, 

Ee-ei-ee-ei-oh. 

And on this farm he had some 

cows, Ee-ei-ee-ei-oh. 

And the cows were cowing it 

here, 

And the cows were cowing it 

there, 

Cowing it here, cowing it there, 

Cowing it everywhere 

Old MacDonald had a farm, 

Ee-ei-ee-ei-oh, 

And on this farm he had some 

bulls, Ee-ei-ee-ei-oh, 

And the turkeys were gobbling 

here, 

And the turkeys were gobbling 

there, 

Gobbling here, gobbling there, 

gobbling everywhere 

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Bulls were bulling 

Dragons were dragging 

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Don’t Stop Me Now 

Tonight I'm gonna have myself 

a real good time 

I feel alive and the world it's 

turning inside out Yeah! 

I'm floating around in ecstasy 

So don't stop me now don't stop 

me 

'Cause I'm having a good time 

having a good time 

I'm a shooting star leaping 

through the skies 

Like a tiger defying the laws of 

gravity 

I'm a racing car passing by like 

Lady Godiva 

I'm gonna go go go 

There's no stopping me 

I'm burning through the skies 

Two hundred degrees 

That's why they call me Mister 

Fahrenheit 

I'm trav'ling at the speed of light 

I wanna make a supersonic 

man of you 

Don't stop me now I'm having 

such a good time 

I'm having a ball don't stop me 

now 

If you wanna have a good time 

just give me a call 

Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm 

having a good time) 

Don't stop me now (Yes I'm 


I don't want to stop at all 

I'm a rocket ship on my way to 

Mars 

On a collision course 

I am a satellite I'm out of control 

I am a sex machine ready to 

reload 

Like an atom bomb about to 

Oh oh oh oh oh explode 




Fahrenheit 



woman out of you 

Don't stop me don't stop me 

don't stop me 

Hey hey hey! 


Ooh ooh ooh (I like it) 

Don't stop me have a good time 

good time 


Ooh ooh Alright 




Fahrenheit 



woman of you 

Don't stop me now I'm having 

such a good time 

I'm having a ball don't stop me 

now 

If you wanna have a good time 

Just give me a call 

Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm 


Don't stop me now (Yes I'm 


I don't wanna stop at all 

I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) 

When I wake up yeah I know I'm 

gonna be 

I'm gonna be the man who 

wakes up next to you 

When I go out yeah I know I'm 

gonna be 

I'm gonna be the man who goes 

along with you 

If I get drunk yes I know I'm 

gonna be 

I'm gonna be the man who gets 

drunk next to you 

And if I haver yeah I know I'm 

gonna be 

I'm gonna be the man who's 

havering to you 

But I would walk 500 miles 

And I would walk 500 more 

Just to be the man who walked 

1000 miles 

To fall down at your door 

When I'm working yes I know 

I'm gonna be 


working hard for you 

And when the money comes in 

for the work I'll do 

I'll pass almost every penny on 

to you 

When I come home yeah I know 

I'm gonna be 

I'm gonna be the man who 

comes back home to you 

And if I grow old well I know I'm 

gonna be 


growing old with you 




1000 miles 


When I'm lonely yes I know I'm 

gonna be 

I'm gonna be the man whose 

lonely without you 

When I'm dreaming yes I know 

I'm gonna dream 

Dream about the time when I'm 

with you. 




1000 miles 


Under a Scotsman's Kilt 

I wonder what's under a 

Scotsman's kilt 

A-wang, a-wang, a-wang, awang 

Tickle me, tickle me, you know 

where 

Under my kilt and in my hair 

But if you tickle me in the wrong 

place 

I'll lift up my kilt and I'll piss in 

your face.


Evil Scotsman 

If your looking for trouble, 

Your in the right place, 

Don't look at me like that, or i'll 

headbutt your face 

I’m a mean motherfucker, 

I was born that way, 

and just because i wear a skirt 

don't think i'm fuckin' gay. 

Cause I'm an evil Scotsman, 

and Jimmy is my name, 

I'm a sheep shagger from 

Aberdeen, 

and causing pain is my game. 

Now if your a woman, 

married or not, 

al take all your kit off and I’ll 

dive in your mot, 

i'll take your legs and spread 

them wide, 

and then I’ll put a wet suit on 

and shag you from inside, 

I’m an evil Scotsman, 

and My name is Jock 

and the girls are all gaggin' for a 

portion of my 10" cock, 

Yes I’m an evil Scotsman 

and my name is Jock 

I’ve got one hand in my pocket 

and I’m playing with my 10" 

cock 

I’m an evil Scotsman, 

and Jock is my name, 

if you don't like the rules don't 

play the fuckin' game, 

Yes, i'm an evil Scotsman 

my name is Jock! 

and the girls are just dying for a 

portion of my 10" cock. 

OH Yeah, 

Fucker, 

Wankers, 

Knob Heads. 

Thankyou. 

Loch Lomond 

By yon bonnie banks and by 

yon bonnie braes, 

Where the sun shines on Loch 

Lomond. 

Where me and tea tree my true 

love spent many days 

On the banks of Loch Lomond. 

Too sad we parted in yon shady 

glen, 

On the steep sides of Ben 

Lomond. 

Where the broken heart knows 

no second spring, 

Resigned we must be while 

we’re parting. 

You’ll take the high road and I’ll 

take the low road, 

And I’ll be in Scotland afore you. 

Where me and my true love will 

never meet again, 

On the bonnie, bonnie banks of 

Loch Lomond. 

Ho, ho mo leannan 

Ho mo leannan bhoidheach 

(repeat x 8) 

[Chorus x3] 

Shang-A-Lang 

We were rippin up 

we were rockin up 

roll it over and lay it down 

We were shakin up 

we were breakin up 

we were rockin to the shang-alang 

sound of the music 

HEY HEY, rockin to the music. 

HEY HEY, rocking to the music 

rocking every night and 

day.HEY HEY 

Well we sang shang-a-lang as 

we ran with the gang 

doin doo wop be dooby do ay 

we were all in the news 

with our blue suede shoes 

and our dancin the night away. 

We sang shang-a-lang 

as we ran with the gang 

doin doo wop be dooby do eye 

with the jukebox playing and 

every body saying that 

music like ours couldn't die 

We were grooving 

we were movin’ 

pussyfootin and booting it 

round. 

we were boppin it 

we were hoppin it 

we were jumping to the shanga-lang 

sound of the 

music,....*CHORUS 

shang-a-lang, 

shang-a-lang, 

shang-a-lang 

shang-a-lang, shang-a-lang, 

shang-a-lang 

Scots Wha Hae 

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled 

Scots, wham Bruce has aften 

led 

Welcome to your gory bed, or to 

Victory 

Now's the day and now’s the 

hour. 

See the front o' battle lour. 

See approach proud Edward's 

power, chains and slavery. 

Wha will be a traitor knave. 

Wha can fill a coward's grave. 

Wha sae base as be a slave 

Let him turn and flee! 

Wha for Scotland's King and 

Law 

Freedom's sword will strongly 

draw 

Freeman stand or freeman fa' 

Let him follow me. 

By Oppression’s woes and 

pains, 

By your sons in servile chains, 

We will drain our dearest veins, 

But they shall be free. 

Lay the proud usurpers low! 

Tyrants fall in every foe. 

Liberty's in every blow. 

Let us do or die ! 

Polite Reminder 

No pooing in the band bus 

toilet. No 1s only please.

Burgh Song Book - Horntip

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