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[Music.]
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And it's oh dear, what can the matter be
Here, here what can the matter be
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Johnny's so long at the fair
For he promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribbons
For he promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribbons
For he promised to buy me a bunch of blue ribbons
Tae tie up my bonny brown hair
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Here, here what can the matter be
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Johnny's so long at the fair
[Verse.]
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Here, here what can the matter be
Oh dear, what can the matter be
Johnny's so long at the fair
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[All together.]
Why weep ye by the tide, Lady,
Why weep ye by the tide,
????
And ye shall be his bride.
An ye shall be his bride, lady,
And ride the forest green,
????
Jock o' Hazeldean. [More.]
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Weel may the keel row [etc.]
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[Lambeth Walk music (audience joining in).]
Everything free and easy, do as you damn well
please me
Why don't you make your way there, go there, stay there
Every little Lambeth girl has her little Lambeth?
And you'll find yourself doing the Lambeth Walk. Hey!
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Horsie horsie don't you stop, just let your feet go clippity-clop
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Oh the love bug will bite you if you don't watch out [...etc.]
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[Tunes.]
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Come along, come along
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What a faith we have in Jesus [followed by tunes].
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[Tunes.]
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[Tunes.]
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...drinkin and the mate he felt no pain,
Too close to three mile rock an she was dealt her mortal blow,
There wis jist the five aboard her when she finally was awash
We worked like hell tae save her a heedless of the cost
And the groan she gave as she went down it caused us to proclaim
That the Mary Ellen Carter would rise again.
Rise again, rise again,
Let her name not be lost to the knowledge of men
And those who loved her best who were with her to the end
Will see the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
Well the insurance wrote her off, not a nickel
would they spend
She had twenty years of service boys and met her sorry end
But insurance paid the cost to us so let her rest below
And they laughed and said we had to go.
Well we talked to her all winter, some days
around the clock,
And she's worth quarter million afloat and at the dock,
And with every jar that hit the bar we swore we would remain,
And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
Rise again, rise again,
Let her name not be lost to the knowledge of men
And those who loved her best who were with her to the end
Will see the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
All spring now we've been with her on a barge
lent by a friend,
Three dives a day in a hardhat suit and twice I've had the
bends,
Thank god it's only sixty feet and the currents here are slow,
Or I'd never have the strength to go below.
Well we packed her rents stoked er vents dogged
hatch an portal down,
Put cables to her fore and aft and girded her around,
Tomorrow noon we hit the air and then take up the strain,
And watch the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
Rise again, rise again
Let her name not be lost to the knowledge of men
And those who loved her best who were with her to the end,
Will see the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
Well we couldn't leave her there ye see tae
crumble intae scale,
She'd saved our lives so many times, living through the gale,
And the laughing drunken rats who left her to her sorry grave,
They won't be laughing in another day.
And you to whom adversity has dealt it's final
blow,
With smiling bastards lyin to you everywhere you go,
Turn to and put out all your strength of arm and heart and
brain,
Let the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
Rise again, rise again,
Though your heart it be broken and life about to end,
No matter what you want be it a home, a love, a friend,
Let the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
Rise again, rise again,
Let her name not be lost to the knowledge of men,
And those who loved her best who were with her to the end,
Will see the Mary Ellen Carter rise again.
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When I want to start lachin I think o the scene,
Fan abody roon aboot came ower to clean,
But clairted themselves richt up to the een,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
The rocher Wee Wallochy and wee Micky Doo,
The aul wife hersel and teenie McGrew,
Wi dizens o ithers that left aff the ploo,
For the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Oh siccan a sotter wis abody in,
Five mile awa ye could hear the din,
Nae win'er the very coo started tae grin,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
The fusky gaed roon Tammy fleein the doo,
An aye as they drank, the mair they got foo,
The only een sober, the calf and the coo,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Tammy rode oot ??? for mair,
Sine tugged the coo still and pu'd oot her hair,
Fen she kicked oot he gaed up in the air,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre
Oh siccan a sotter wis abody in,
Five mile awa ye could hear the din,
Nae winner the very coo started tae grin,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
The first in the besom was teenie McGrew,
Sittin doon in the stable and cos she was foo,
And she kicked up a sik a hullaballoo,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
She yelled like a ship distressed in a gale,
An aye on a sair bit teenie would wail,
So they bandaged her up wi her aul bridal veil,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Oh siccan a sotter wis abody in,
Five mile awa ye could hear the din,
Nae winner the very coo started tae grin,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
The bobby came roon, tik weel doon e soun,
The craiter got lost where the ruts had their foon,
He fell intae the midden and wis likely tae droon,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
The weicht o him sent the barra in bits,
The wheel cairries on and the aul wife it hits,
Losh, ye should have seen her, she did the splits,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Oh siccan a sotter wis abody in,
Five mile awa ye could hear the din,
Nae winner the very coo started tae grin,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Geordie laid doon sayin he wanted tae dee,
Say wanted a lav who's a farewell tae gae,
Fell asleep in the strae wi the barley bree,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
He drinked and said mistress, I'll kiss ye the noo,
But losh fits gan wrang ye've an affa weet moo,
Fan he crackit a spunk he wis kissin the coo,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Oh siccan a sotter wis abody in,
Five mile awa ye could hear the din,
Nae winner the very coo started tae grin,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Een by een cowpit ower in the grieve,
Een by een they a' fell asleep,
By and by the meen took a peep,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
On the ??? an owlet let oot a yahoo,
But they didnae need ony hushyballoo,
Ower a valley next day wis the moo o the coo,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Oh siccan a sotter wis abody in,
Five mile awa ye could hear the din,
Nae winner the very coo started tae grin,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
Oh siccan a sotter wis abody in,
Five mile awa ye could hear the din,
Nae winner the very coo started tae grin,
At the muckin o Geordie's byre.
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Afore that I'd be tyrannised, as I this while hae been
I'd raither run fae here tae Birse wi peas in baith ma sheen,
I'd raither dee for wint o breath than pine for wint o love,
And it's a' because McFarlane mairried Susie.
Susie's cankert faither where mine could nane
agree
And aye when I'd gang ower that gate he'd hun his dog at me
So I sent ma freen McFarlane doon tae see whit he could dae,
McFarlane o the Sprotts o Burnieboozie.
I dinna like McFarlane, I'm safe enouch tae
state,
His lug wid cast a shada ower a sax fit gate,
He's saft as ony goblin and slithery as a skate,
McFarlane o the sprots o Burnieboozie.
Weel McFarlane spak nae word o me, but plenty
for himsel,
He reesed the lassie's barley scones, her kebbick and her
kale,
Till her faither cried oot Sprottie man, ye shid try yer luck
yersel,
McFarlane o the Sprotts o Burnieboozie.
Though McFarlane is the grimmest chiel from
twenty mile aroon,
They sell his photograph tae fleg the rottans fae the toon,
He kittled up his spunk at is, and spiered gin she come doon,
And be mistress o the Sprotts o Burnieboozie.
I dinna like McFarlane, I tell ye it's a fact,
He's a nose for splittin halesteens and a humphy back,
His legs like guttapercha at a step his knees gang knack,
McFarlane o the Sprotts o Burnieboozie.
Weel he said that he wis able baith tae play
at cowp the ladle,
Wi a laidder ower a treacle cask and ca the churn forbye,
Anither o his winners wis that sawdust mixed wi cinders,
Wis the spice for feedin hens at Burnieboozie.
An educated ostrich fae the zoo at Timbuctoo,
He hid for scrattin up his neeps and hidnae them tae pu,
Weel I nivver heard the like o that come oot o ony moo,
Bit McFarlane o the Sprotts o Burnieboozie.
I dinna like McFarlane, it's affa but it's
true,
A pewter speen wis tint in Jock McFarlane's moo,
He cuidna weel be grimmer, sups his brose wi a skimmer,
McFarlane o the Sprotts o Burnieboozie.
Weel I dirl o the toothache is nae particularly sweet,
But love's the only pain on earth that ever gart me greet,
It's like kittlie chilblains roon yer hairt instead o roon
yer feet,
They were aggravatit wi the sicht o Susie.
Noo friens and kind philosophers ye've heard
fit me befell,
Nivver lippin till the middle man but dae yer work yersel,
Or I'll bet ma hin most yarkit yer a day ahint the market,
As fin I sent Jock McFarlane roon tae Susie.
I dinna like McFarlane, I'm fairly aff a Jock,
I dinna like McFarlane or McFarlane's folk,
May his Susie be nae be turtle but bring the ?? spirtle,
Doon ower the heid o Jock o Burnieboozie.
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[Music.]
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