The Ailsa Craig

[Cedric Farthsbottom III]

Yon big bit o rock oot in the sea
I've looked at ye for years
I've seen ye so many times
It disnae bring me ony cheers

But Paddys Milestone ye crone oot to ma heart
Cos there was a photie aw ye in the paper
But I know when I visit ma very own kin
I'll see ye sooner rather than later

For ye see things in life day every day
They look to us so boring
But its in oor dreams we miss them most
When yer fast asleep and snoring

So ma dear Ailsa Craig fae Caithness to ye
Wi yer seagulls in yer porries
Cos ye seagulls arenae seagulls here
Yer better known as scorries

[Sporran]

Ah ken fit ye mean, Cedric ma pal
It's the same wi' the Old Man o' Hoy
It's a view ah once took fur granted
When ah wis a girl, ye wur a boy

But noo when ah see pictures o' him
On pages o' this Caithness website
Ah get tae feelin' sentimental
Fightin' a tear wi' all o' ma might!

Ah still mind o' the Ailsa Craig tae
From childhood holidays in Ayrshire
Risin' lek a mound oot o' the sea
Far sooth fae the Caithness Causeymire

Tae me she looked lek a loaf o' bread
Fresh baked an' recht oot o' the oven
Aye, ah mind the bonnie Ailsa Craig
She's across 'e waater fae Girvin!