Great times indeed, Jim. Here are the words as we (John Mack Smith, Morris Blythman and myself)wrote them. The last verse you printed came along later but don't know from where.

cho: O, ye cannae spend a dollar when ye're deid,
O, ye cannae spend a dollar when ye're deid
Singin' Ding Dong Dollar; Everybody holler
Ye cannae spend a dollar when ye're deid

Oh the Yanks have juist drapt anchor in Dunoon
An' they've had their civic welcome frae the toon,
As they cam' up the measured mile
Bonnie Mary o' Argyll
Wis wearin' spangled drawers a blow her goun.

An' the publicans will a' be daein' swell
For it's juist the thing that's sure tae ring the bell,
O the dollars they will jingle
There'll be no a lassie single
Even though they maybe blaw us a' tae hell.

But the Glesca Moderator dinnae mind,
In fact, he thinks the Yanks are awfy kind,
For it's heaven that ye're goin'
It's a quicker way than rowin'
An' there's sure to be naebody left behind.

final chorus O, ye cannae spend a dollar when ye're deid,
Sae tell Kennedy he's got tae keep the heid
Singin' Ding Dong Dollar; Everybody holler
Ye cannae spend a dollar when ye're deid