BOUND OER TAE ROTHESAY BAY

(TUNE OF" BOUND FOR NEWFOUNDLAND")

WORDS BOB FERGUSON

COPYRIGHT PROTECTED 1999

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IT WAS ON JULY THE SEVENTEENTH, FROM GOUROCK WE SET SAIL

KIND FORTUNE DID FAVOUR US, WI A CRATE O GOOD STRONG ALE

WE HAD SOME WHISKY AND HOME BREW TOO, AND CHIPS THAT FAIRLY DID SMELL

AND SO DRUNK AND BRAVE, WE SAILED THE WAVES, BOUND OER TAE ROTHESAY BAY

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MY BIG MATES NAME WAS NELSON, JUST FOURTEEN YEARS OF AGE

AS TRUE AND BRAVE A DRINKING LAD, SAILING ON THE WAVES

HE STOOD UP FRONT OF THE BOW MY LADS, HIS TROUSERS FELL FAE HIS WAIST

INTO THE WIND, HE TRIED TO PEE, ALL THE WAY TO ROTHESAY BAY

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NOW A WEE BIT OUT, TO NO SURPRISE, THE TEACHERS THEY FELL SICK

THEY SHORTLY WERE NOT ABLE, TO STAY THERE ON THE DECK

FOR LAXITIVES IN THEIR GUINNESS, HAD MADE THEM RUN LIKE HECK

THEY WERE ON THE TOILETS IN DISMAY, AS WE SAILED FOR ROTHESAY BAY

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AT THREE O CLOCK WE WERE IN A CLOUD, THAT WOULD NOT DISSAPPEAR

THE DIAHREOA WAS RAGING, THE SEAGULLS WERE ACTINGQUEER

BY FOUR O CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON, THE SMELL WAS OUT OF HAND

THE QUARINTINE FLAG WAS FLYING HIGH, INTAE ROTHESAY WE COULDNAE LAND

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WE WERE SINGING SONGS AND HOLDING ON, TO THE CRASHING OF THE WAVES

WE HAD OUR RAINCOATS AND WELLIES ON, FOR THE RAIN WOULDNAE GO AWAY

A HURRICANE WAS BLOWING SO STRONG, TO START OUR HOLIDAYS

ON THE FIRST DAY OF THE GLASGOW FAIR

, HEADING FOR ROTHESAY BAY

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FOR SEVEN DAYS WE WERE BLOWN AROUND, THE FOOD IT WAS ALL GONE

THERE WAS NOTHING BUT WHISKY AND GUINESS, FOR US TO FEED UPON

THE CAPTAIN AND THE CREW ALL DRUNK AS WE CRASHED ONTO THE LAND

AND A FRIENDLY VOICE IT GREETED US, WELCOME TAE JAPAN