Play the riff 3 times and then
Nine years down the road and I remember it still,
Standing on the corner back in Govanhill -
Nine days out from home, feeling no pain,
The northern city sun breaking through the rain;
That warmthless sun barely shinin' on
Me and yooooouuuu and a bottle of Buckie
Nine years come and gone since I left you at home
And this restless soul of mine has me startin' to roam,
But the first time I stood by the banks of the Clyde,
I was so glad to have you standing back by my side.
So proud of what we were doing, oh
Me and yooooouuuu and a bottle of Buckie
Well I knew by the dew in your starry eyes,
It was the day we both had studied for for all of our lives,
Whether bold missionaries, or a Children's Crusade,
No fear, pioneers, we were on our way,
And there never were nothin' that could get in our way (oh!)
Tin whistle solo at 1:32
Then the Neds with their knuckles and their Burberry scarves,
They said, "How'd you Jersey boys ever make it this far?"
But you jumped in between and said, "Listen, my son:"
Said, "You don't know nothin' about-a where we're from,
You don't know nothin' about-a why it's now
Three times I've been back in my wandering ways.
Last time it was July, during Marching Days,