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Uncle Jim
04:45
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Uncle Jim
Verse 1
Dreams of immortal
And staying young
In the not ever
Where life is called fun
Verse 2
Scarred by the memory
Of big brother Dave
Tried to get his mother
Out of the cave
Verse 3
He loved little Michael
And made him his son
Then he fashioned his Peter
Who made him a ton
Chorus
Pirates, big dogs and children who could fly
Helped him escape the pain
Mary made house while Barry played Uncle Jim
Consummate writer, vows out on a limb
Verse 4
There wasn’t no one
That he never knew
The list of his friends read
Like who’s who
But was he happy
No one can know
Maybe with pen in hand
Controlling the show
Chorus
Verse 1 x2
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2. |
Down at the Central
03:13
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Down at the central they don't like the blues
Verse 1
Ye can gae tae places full o Peggy Sues
Ye can turn up in yer blue sued shoes
Ye can listen tae music that naeb’dy else wid choose
But down at the Central they don’t like the blues
Verse 2
Ye can git intae kraftwork yase a’ types o glues
Ye can park the ark, bring them in in their twos
Ye can sing wi the volume o’ 100 Bill McCues
But down at the Central they don’t like the blues
Bridge
They will stand aboot an’ scratch their mous
They will walk aboot show af their tattoos
They will mak ye an offer ye canna refuse
But down at the Central they don’t like the blues
Verse 4
Ye can come along in yer tartan trews
Ye can sit there a’ night and knock back the booze
Ye can read Agatha Christie an’ ken a’ the clues
But down at the Central they don’t like the blues
Refrain 1
Down at the central they don’t like the blues
Down at the central they don’t like the blues
Down at the central they don’t like the blues
Down at the central they don’t like the blues
Verse 5
Ye can dae the horses an’ nivur lose
Ye can tell endless stories aboot yer world cruise
Ye can bring yer ain fireworks an’ even light yer ain fuse
But down at the Central they don’t like the blues
Refrain 2
Down at the central they don’t like the blues
Down at the central they don’t like the blues
I don’t like the central but I do like the blues….
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3. |
The GG blues
02:15
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The GG Blues
Verse 1
You are the greatest orator around today
And it’s love or hate at the mention of George Galloway
You owned the US senate wi’ words full o’ floors
You see they’d never met a Lochee lad
Wi’ a mooth the size o’ your’s
But even though ye got the votes from Bradford city east
If ye come back tae Dundee George ye’d better haud yer wheesht
Chorus
Fasten up the button yer tongue can be cuttin’
Keep it buttoned George
Yer owr weel kent an’ yer no in Parliament
So keep it buttoned George
Refrain
Dinnae slag af Dundee George
Cause yer oot o yer depth an’ our yer heed
An’ If ye think ye can talk yer wie oot o’ this ane son
Well you’ll need to be very good indeed
Verse 2
Your desire to be a pussy cat and your nicotine habit
Can conspire tae mak ye look a wee bit wabbit
You could sink an entire navy with your broadside full
While never deviating from the original Mr Cool
But even though you can ballet dance on the political rung
If ye come back tae Dundee George ye’d better haud yer tongue
Chorus Refrain Chorus
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Right man wrong place wrong time
Verse 1
Burns and Graham, they were the same
They went to heaven at 37
He arrived here in March, April was mince
Hanged in the month of May
Yes he was hanged in the month of May
Refrain
Where God was preached by sword and rope
And common sense had not a hope
And the state was built on shifting sand
James Graham pleaded guilty to a vision of naivety
He should have stayed away and lived to 90
Chorus
Right man, wrong place, wrong time
Right man, wrong place, wrong time
Right man, wrong place, wrong time
Right man, wrong place, wrong time
Solo
Verse 2
This talented man took a stand
But got stabbed in the back by his own king
The great Montrose had a general’s nose
But the rats were all out to get him
They came up from the sewers to get him
Refrain
Chorus
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5. |
The Bucky Blues
03:16
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The bucky blues
Chorus
Mak mine a bucky A think am feelin’ lucky
Heeds up fur the fightin’ juice
If yer feelin’ rottin’ Ye’ll feel nothin’ when yer stottin’
The fightin’ juice is on the loose
Verse 1
Down in deepest Devon where it’s pretty close to heaven
In a corner so divine
There stands a Holy Abbey and it doesn’t look too shabby
Where they make my favourite wine
Refrain 1
I’m goin’ on a pilgrimage to ma favourite shrine
Gonna hire a bus and take ma mates to where the sun e’r shine
Chorus
Verse 2
When it a’ kicks aff an’ it’s afen enough
And ye think ye own the place
Ye’ll no remember nothin’ an’ ye’ll no be worth a button
Cause ye’ll be well gone off yer face
Refrain 2
We’ll lie there on the grassy lawn wi a barrel o’ fightin’ juice
And if the polis behave themsels we might declare a truce.
Chorus
Solo
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6. |
Berry toon
03:32
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Berry Toon
Chorus
We’re aff tae the berries We’re aff tae the berries
We’re aff tae the berries On the bonnie hills o’ Blair
We’re gaen’ tae the berries We’re gaen’ tae the berries
We’re gaen’ tae the berries Hope the weather’s fair
Get a bit o’ money Get a bit o’ money
Get a bit o’ money At the berry fields o’ Blair
Verse 1
We’re a’ gae’n up tae Blair For the Glesca fare
Hopin’ that the rain bides aff No askin’ ony mair
I’ll fill ma luggie tae the tap An’ git ma thrupn’y bit
Then I’ll awa an’ hae mee piece Be gled tae hae a sit
Chorus
Verse 2
We a’ live the githur In the place called Berry Toon
We get fed and bide a’ week Fur less than half a croon
It’s just like a holiday We dinna hae tae mooch
We work hard oot in the fields Git money in oor pouch
Chorus
Verse 3
The luggie’s contents wasps an a’ Tipped in tae the mash
The scratchin’s what a’ dinna like If a get the berry rash
Pickin’ clean’s what fermer wants And he is always right
The Raspberry Special chuggs of south And races through the night
Chorus
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7. |
Flower of Scotland
04:16
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8. |
Bob Douglas o' Scone
04:19
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Bob Douglas o’ Scone
Verse 1
From where there came kings
There came a young man
Took a ship to US shores
With his brother Charles
He set his sights on opening up many doors
Refrain 1
In this brand new world
Fruit was abundant
Winter came and it was gone
Fruit preserving was the answer to it
But many times it did go wrong
Verse 2
Young Bob got a patent for his pectin Sold it to the factories
Then he set his sights on the home market
Housewives filled their pantrys
Bridge
But his product never had a name Till Margaret called it Certo
And the rest is history as we know
Bob Douglas King of Jam from Scone
Verse 3
As a young lad Bob was taught the jam trade
His father schooled him in the fruits
Later on Bob made himself a fortune Never did forget his roots
Refrain 2
At his life’s end he did make a will To see his village right
So he left to Scone 5 million dollars To cast a ray of civic light
Solo Verse 1 Bridge Intro
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9. |
The ballad of J.D.S.
03:56
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The ballad of J.D.S.
Chorus
Sharp sticks and pots and pans
Drove the English from our lands
At Bannockburn he had tae flee
So he didna bother puttin’ it on his CV
Verse 1
He was the toughest of the tough and the hardest of the hard
And here was a man that wizn'y made o' lard
Right hand man tae ee's boss the Black Prince
On the field of battle he’s turn ye intae mince
Chorus
Verse 2
Strongest o’ the strong and bravest o’ the brave
Ye widna mess wi this big guy he’d puut ye in yer grave
J.D.S. wiz hard as nails
But this was high on his list of fails
Chorus
Verse 3
He’d hae yer face intae the muck
Wi the sole o’ ees great big fuut
But the bunch o’ dafties a’ got stuck
An’ ‘ee hid tae rely on ees luck
Chorus
Verse 4
Although he was a Knight for eighty years
‘Ee nivur taked aboot it wi ‘ees peers
Even when ee’d hid too many warm beers
Because this was a battle that ended in tears
Chorus
Chorus
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10. |
Cricket in the rain
03:15
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Cricket in the rain
Verse 1
Fort William is a sheer delight
Right at the end of a 90 mile hike
If yer no fairt ata ye can come wi yer bike
But they play their cricket in the rain
Verse 2
The biggest hill brings much rejoice
Conquered in eleven by Henry’s boys
Now that’s a car not at all like present day toys
But they play their cricket in the rain
Refrain
I never understood the need
Why would they want to garrison this place
But this was born out of the greed
Of an empire facing north
Verse 3
Named after a foreign king
Who’s name was Wullie now here’s a thing
Clamped down on dress code and not allowed to sing
But they play their cricket in the rain
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eddie cairney Scotland, UK
Eddie Cairney is one of the country's most prolific songwriters and Scotland's best kept songwriting secret with 99 albums to date and another 100 plus in the pipeline. He has written new music to almost all of Robert Burns works totalling over 900 new songs. He writes in a great many genres, from folk to orchestral. He is also one of Scotland's most accomplished rock/blues piano players. ... more
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