KILBOWIE HILL

I was strolling down Kilbowie hill on a cold November day
The morning mist hung o'er me and the toon was dark and grey
My thoughts were wi' my broken love, the wound was there tae stay
And the shipyard cranes stand alane at the dawning of the day

I watched her running before me as she laughed her cares away
Soft as any summer's breeze across the Cartney brae
I never knew that love was mine, I chose tae slough away
And the shipyard cranes stand alane at the dawning of the day

And the Queen that stands against the dock will shortly sail away
The sun that shines upon her hull will shine through Clyde's clear spray
And I saw the light shining in her eyes as I wiped the tears away
And I saw her lying beside me at the dawning of the day

Enjoy,

Jack