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HE KELTY CLIPPIE (John Watt) I have travelled roon' this countrie From shore tae shining shore Frae the swamps o' Auchterderan Tae the jungles o' Lochore But in all these far flung places There's none that can compare Wi' the Lily o' Lumphinnans She's ma bonnie Maggie Blair cho: Oh, she's just a Kelty Clippie She'll no' tak' nae advice I t's "Ach drap deid, awa' bile yer heid Ah'll punch yer ticket twice." Her faither's jist a waister Her mither's on the game She's jist a Kelty Clippie But I love her just the same. Frae the pyramids up in Kelty Tae the mansions in Glencraig We've trod the bings together In mony's the blyth stravaig Watched the moonlight over Crosshill Trod Buckhaven's golden sand And mony's the happy oor we've spent In Lochgelly's Happy Land Well I met her on the "eight fifteen" That nicht o' romantic bliss I says "Hey Mag pit doon yer bag And gie's a wee bit kiss" Well she didnae tak' that kindly No she didnae like ma chaff And bein' a contrary kind o' lass She says"Come oan -get aff." Noo she hasnae got nae culture And she drives me roon' the bend She sits every nicht in an old arm chair Readin' the "People's Friend" Her lapels is fu' o' badges Frae Butlins doon at Ayr And she gangs tae the Bingo every nicht Wi' the curlers still in her hair But things is a wee bit better noo Ah've gone and bocht the ring I won it frae Jim at the Pitch and Toss Last nicht at the Lindsay Bing Wi' her wee black hat and her ticket machine She did ma heart ensnare She's the Lily o' Lumphinnans She's ma bonnie Maggie Blair. The tune is an adaptation of "Maggie Cockabendie" -This from "The Scottish Folksinger", ed. Norman Buchan & Peter Hall. (Collins, 1973) filename[ KELTYCLP.txt Feb07 MD |
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