A song for many situations. About 15 years ago I sang it on a visit to the lovely island of Sark in the Channel Islands. At the time, the islanders were being terrorised by two Glasgow thugs who'd bought the neighbouring iisland of brecou. Owners of the Ritz hotel and the Daily Telegraph (spits) they sought to build a little empire outside the EU. More details can be found easiuly enough online.

   Many islanders had been threatened by the Barclay brothers (one now deceased) and their agents and the Sark people really enjoyed this song. I did tell Colum Sands about it all & he was very pleased at its popularity there!