Lyrics - The Glasgow Boys
When the west winds are blowing,
And the rain it is pouring,
The clouds descends on you,
When the snow it is
And the fog it is crawling,
The night descends on you.
That's the time, when the Glasgow boys come calling,
That's the time, that's the time,
That's the time
when the Glasgow boys come calling,
That's the time, that's the time.
And it's hey for the Glasgow boys are here,
We've got plenty o' money for the beer,
And it's hey for
the Glasgow boys are here,
Hear all the pretty lasses cheer.
From the west coast they're coming,
Hear the sound of footsteps running,
Like a mighty thunderous roar,
the west road they're rolling
And the drink is freely flowing
And still they call for more.
To the west they are making,
As the dawn it is breaking,
And the sun it shines once more,
To the west the roads
Broken hearts they are bleeding,
Till they come again once more.
All lyrics and music copyright Bob Ferguson 2008