figures I would find it after posting just the chorus!
THERE ARE NO PUBS IN KIRKINTILLOCH
In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs
And I'm sure you'll wonder why,
My brother and me, we went on a spree,
We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry,
Drank the pubs a' dry.
My Granpaw he worked down the pit
And so did my faither tae,
You work like a mule when you leave the school
And you drink on a Saturday, my lads,
Drink on a Saturday
The gaffer doon the pit my lads,
Could scarce believe his een,
For my brother and me we howked mair coal,
Than his latest cuttin' machine, my lads,
His latest cuttin' machine
My faither he was a Glesga man
And my mither come fae Troon,
They baith did say the ither day,
It's time you settled doon, my lads,
It's time you settled doon.
So I think I'll just get married lads
And hae a family tae,
Then we'll use our mits and work in the pits
And drink on a Saturday my lads,
Drink on a Saturday.