I have travelled roon this country
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

CHORUS: Oh, she's just a Kelty clippie
She'll no tak nae advice
It's Ach drap died, awa' bile yer heid
Ah'll punch yer ticket twice
Her faither's just a waster
Her mother's on the game
She's just 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 the gether
In mony's the blyth stravaig
Watched the moonlight over Crosshill
Trod Buckhaven's golden sand
And mony's the happy hour we've spent
In Lochgelly's Happy Land

Well I met her on the eight fifteen
That nicht o' romantic bliss
I says Hey Maggie pit doon yer bag
And gie's a wee bit kiss
Well she didna take that kindly
No she didna like ma chaff
And bein' a contrary kind o' lass
She says Come oan get aff

Noo she hasnae got nae culture
Ach she drives me roon the bend
She sits every night in an old armchair
Readin the People's Friend
Her lapel is full o badges
Frae Butlins doon at Ayr
And she gangs tae the bingo every night
Wi the curlers still in hair

But things are a wee bit better noo
Ah've gone and bought the ring
I won it frae Jim at the pitch and toss
Last night 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

Chords G; C; D7 ^^^