Now I'm leaving Glasgow Forever
I'm saying ta ta cheerio
All my old ties I must sever
Cause the landlady says I must go

Ah'm sailing away o'er the ocean
To the land where the buildings are tall
I don't need yir toon any longer
So I'll give it away to you all

I'll    leave   the    Celtic Park fur the Celtic
The Rangers in Ibrox can dwell
Plenty of bookies to lift aw yer lines
I'll leave Patrick Thistle as well

The Irish can have Paddy's market
The Barra's as well I don't mind
I leave you all something for auld lang syne
When I leave auld Glasgow behind

I tried tae git someone to buy it
I tried my hardest tae sell
A millionaire offered a penny
So ah threw in Rothsey as well

The toon's in an awful condition
That's why I'm going to shift
I'm sailing away to the old USA
You can have Glasgow back in a gift

I'll    leave   the   Kelvingrove Park fur the lovers
And Sauchiehall Street for the clicks
Our own old Rabbie Burns he can have Georgie Square
And all the bad boys can have micks

The toffs they can have Newton Mearns
And Bearsden as well I don't mind
I leave you all something for auld lang syne
When I leave auld Glasgow behind

I'll    leave   the   Ashfield track for the greyhounds
And somewhere to play pitch and toss
The tipsters and spouters can have the jail square
The Irish can have Gorbals Cross

I leave you a pub at each corner
Where all my old pals you will find
I leave you all something for auld lang syne
When I leave auld Glasgow behind

I leave you all something for auld lang syne
When I leave old Glasgow behind