trinkie
19-May-07, 10:00
The Scots Lament,
By Allen and Allen
I'm a Scot and I'm married, two things I cant help.
I'm married - but I have no wife -
For she bolted and left me - but that's nothing new,
It happens sa often in life.
So I journeyed to London, for that's where she'd gone
With her lover to hide her disgrace,
And though London's a big town I swore I'd not rest
Till I'd searched every street in the place.
And I tramped - how I tramped - weary mile upon mile
Till exhausted and ready ta drop.
I would not give in, so I climbed on a bus,
And took a front seat on the top.
We came to a halt in a bright lit square,
To my joy, there ma lassie I spied,
Looking weary and worn, but thank heaven - alone -
From my heart 'Maggie, Maggie' I cried.
She gasped with delight as I rose from ma seat,
But a harrowing thought made me wince.
I couldna get off - for I'd just paid ma fare -
And I've never caught sight of her since.
By Allen and Allen
I'm a Scot and I'm married, two things I cant help.
I'm married - but I have no wife -
For she bolted and left me - but that's nothing new,
It happens sa often in life.
So I journeyed to London, for that's where she'd gone
With her lover to hide her disgrace,
And though London's a big town I swore I'd not rest
Till I'd searched every street in the place.
And I tramped - how I tramped - weary mile upon mile
Till exhausted and ready ta drop.
I would not give in, so I climbed on a bus,
And took a front seat on the top.
We came to a halt in a bright lit square,
To my joy, there ma lassie I spied,
Looking weary and worn, but thank heaven - alone -
From my heart 'Maggie, Maggie' I cried.
She gasped with delight as I rose from ma seat,
But a harrowing thought made me wince.
I couldna get off - for I'd just paid ma fare -
And I've never caught sight of her since.