Cedric Farthsbottom III
28-Mar-07, 23:01
A day of such beauty,a day to behold
Rays of sunshine in yellow and gold
The bustling of tourists up on the street
Ma soothin o' mellowness wi the river on ma feet
Ma sketch A4 pad in ma hands
Ma colouring pencils doin spiral strands
Drawin the bridge that others did afore
Ma sketch it was finished but I could always do more
But Dunkelds beauty got me that day
A long wi fae Ayrshire I had ventured astray
The sight of a Scottish countryside different fae home
It made me get up and started to roam
I realised that day the same i do today
Its Scotland that matters not where yer frae
So Scots wha hae that Burns did say
I knew what he meant in this sunny day of May
For I have seen Scottish towns far and near
Everyone wi a memory that I hold dear
So when I hear tales of ma country that seem so rotten
I remember ma days in Dunkeld their never forgotten
Rays of sunshine in yellow and gold
The bustling of tourists up on the street
Ma soothin o' mellowness wi the river on ma feet
Ma sketch A4 pad in ma hands
Ma colouring pencils doin spiral strands
Drawin the bridge that others did afore
Ma sketch it was finished but I could always do more
But Dunkelds beauty got me that day
A long wi fae Ayrshire I had ventured astray
The sight of a Scottish countryside different fae home
It made me get up and started to roam
I realised that day the same i do today
Its Scotland that matters not where yer frae
So Scots wha hae that Burns did say
I knew what he meant in this sunny day of May
For I have seen Scottish towns far and near
Everyone wi a memory that I hold dear
So when I hear tales of ma country that seem so rotten
I remember ma days in Dunkeld their never forgotten