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Have read all the songs, etc, Robert and I understood them!

New Wellies - will you nickname him Compo :-D :-D :-D

I must teach Himself the words to Billy Connolly's "Welly" song.

If it wisnae for yer wellies, where would ye be?
Maybe in the hospital or infirmary
Cos you could have a dose o' the flu or even pleurisy
Coz ye didnae have yer feet in yer wellies!

He's got pneumonia AND pleurisy, so I must get him a new pair of Wellies.

:-D <3

Non-Scots are respectfully invited to view the wonderful words/poems/songs on this Thread.

Oh GL My G/dad's favourite song he used to get me stand on the pouffee aged about 3 and sing it must have sounded dreadful ... wish I had know the unlady like version then, wonder what he would have thought about it hahaha! ...on second thoughts he probably knew that version :-D

Thank you to all for making me laugh out
loud. First thread to open today and Div y' min'
I certainly do :-D :-D

Emma :-)

There were a few songs with altered lyrics that were sang when parents were not around:

Westerin' home with a pong in the air.
Sh*te in the eye and a goodbye to care,
Open the windaes and let in som air.
I love my f*rt, my... own one

lolol Nolls <3

Whoever wrote that daft song must be a mad genealogist like us!

I should go look at Elvis' ancestors...... we might he 28th cousins 10 times removed.

:-D

LadyScozz - I liked that version of Scotland The Brave <3

And this one by Charlotte (Lottie) Sinclair is for all Aberdonians ;-)

Div Y' Min'?

Div y' min' on Cocky Hunter's
'n' his junk on Castle Hill?
Div y' min' on Soapy Ogston's,
Reid & Pearsons, Watt & Milne?

Div y' min' on cha'k an' inkwells,
Slate pincils at th' school?
Div y' min' on Copie Divis,
'n' checks ties up wi' wool?

Div y' min' on Bookie's Runners,
Crown & Anchor at the Links?
Black-leeded grates an' ovens,
Brass taps in cast iron sinks?

Div y' min' on wash-hoose bilers,
An' mungles sair tae ca'?
An' squares o' P&J hung wi' string
On a reed-ochered lavvy wa'?

The watch an' chain that Gran-dad wore
'n' Grannie's crooshied shawl?
Div y' min' on a' these things?
By God……….yer getting' aul'!

Div y' min' on Lucky Tatties,
Fin y' whiles got back y'r maik?
Div y' min' on Fairy Cycles,
Solid tires 'n' just one brake?

Div y' min' on Wordie's horses,
'n' message loons on bikes?
'n Bantam Sodgers on parade -
W'd never seen the likes!

Div y' min' on boots wi' tackets,
Itchin' combs an' han' me doons?
Fin naebody at a' had trouble -
Tellin th' quines fae th' loons?

Div y' min' on gas-lit lamp-posts,
'n' the leery wi' his licht?
Like moths aroon a cun'le -
Kids a' githered there at nicht!

Div y' min fin chunties 'neath the bed
Saved journeys in the caul'?
If ye admit t' minin' 'at,
Like me……….yer getting' aul'!

Div y' min' fin Woolies were busy shops,
On' a Seterday aifterneen?
'n' ye couldna walk on the pavement,
Fae Loch Street tae th' Queen?

Div y' min' on th' games we played,
Wi' twa three yards o' rope?
'n' tellin' y'r ma ye'd seen Jesus -
On a screen - at Band o' Hope?

Div y' min' on collar'd jerseys,
Worn wi' a strippet tie?
'n' jam jars fu' o' tadpoles,
That ye'd gaither'd fae Cairncry?

Div y' min' fan a pal wis a loon wi' an aipple
That aye gave you the core?
Div y' min' on the smell o' coffee,
Passin' Andrew Collie's door?

Div y' min' on the things we used tae eat,
Like skirlie, skink an' spaul?
Will the youngster gaun aboot the day,
Min on junk food when THEY'RE aul?

For those not educated in the Scottish tongue:-

Div Y' Min'=Do you remember
Black-leeded=black leaded
mungles sair tae ca'=mangles hard to turn
P&J=Aberdeen Press and Journal newspaper
lavvy=lavatory/toilet
crooshied=crocheted
fin=when
maik=half penny
message loons=message boys
tackets=boot studs
quines=girls
loons=boys
leery=lamp lighter
cun'le=candle
chunties=chamber pots
strippet tie=striped necktie
skirlie=oatmeal and onions fried together
skink=fish soup
spaul=shoulder of meat

Scozz from what I remember she has Scottish blood in her veins. Just Googled it in 1713 Andrew Presley married Elsbeth Leg on 27/8/1713 in Lonmay Church Aberdeenshire their son also Andrew fled Lonmay in 1745 at the start of the Jacobite Rebellion.... It seems also that the Mother also had a Scottish line .

re the line "land of Elvis Presley's mother"

I think she was born in Tennessee, no idea why she is mentioned!

btw ~ I found a genealogy thingie about Elvis, posted it on here a while back.

:-D

Another version of "Scotland The Brave"

Land of the purple heather
Land of some shocking weather
Land of Elvis Presley's mother
Scotland the brave


Land of some high endeavours
Harry Potter, Ewan McGregor
Land of Sir Sean forever
Scotland the brave


Land o' tech computer dolls
Royal bank and Shopping Malls
Burger Kings but nae Polaris
Moscow, Houston, Texas, Paris


Hip hop, bhangla, Gaelic classes
River city, free bus passes
Rabbie Burns and bonnie lassies
Scotland the brave


Land of Mary and Prince Charlie
Adam Smith and Mick McGahey
Referendums, oor ain Parly
Scotland the brave


Land where the Poll Tax ended
Land where Dennis wis suspended
Land where Bairns they were offended
Scotland the brave


Land where the fox runs safe
Folk look forward tae old age
Our students get cash tae get clever
Warrant sales are gone forever


Liz McColgan, Henrik Larsson,
Andy Murray, Highland Dancin'
Murrayfield, the roar of Hampden
Scotland the brave


Land of all creeds and colours
Polish, English, Moslem brothers
Land where we live together
Scotland the brave


Where gay folks are defended
noo that the Clause has ended
John Knox was fair offended
Scotland the brave


James Connolly and John McLean
Still standing up for hungry weans
Annie Lennox, William Wallace
Joining in the freedom chorus


Land of the purple heather
Land of the shining rivers
Land of my heart forever
Scotland the brave


Land of the purple heather
Land of the shining rivers
Land of my heart forever
Scotland - the brave


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Nice one OFTG.

This poem by Charles Nicol we can all probably identify with ;-)

Dear Auld Scotland

Scotland my native land so fair
Thy hills an' mountains I adore,
Thy scenery is grand an' rare,
An' brings to min' the days of yore.

To gaze upon the sparkling fountains
An' see the waters flowing there
Then upon the lofty mountains,
Few kingdoms can with thee compare.

Where is the country you can name,
Can boast of such warriors brave,
Who fought to gain their country fame
From the cradle to the grave.

Such men as Wallace brave an' true,
An' Bruce the hero of Bannockburn,
Aye, an' the brave Black Douglas too,
For these auld Scotland oft did mourn.

Oh, Scotland fair. Land of the free,
Where we've got the Thistle so dear,
Likewise the Lily, the Hawthorn Tree,
An' the sparkling water so clear.

An' tho' I yet may be from home,
However far that it may be,
Thro' all the places that I roam,
Scotland will still be dear to me.

My brother and I "sang" for friends at a party a few years ago, shocked the lot of them.

It was their fault! They asked for something Scottish.

I started.....

Open yer door and I'll **** in yer lobby

brother joined in

I've done it before and I'll do it again.

Oh but you'll no **** there

Oh but I will *** there

and so on and so on and so on

Anyone else sing that when their parents weren't around?

:-D

Scozz still thinking of you <3
Love the poem Bill

Just a Wee Poem.
Cuddle Doon

The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht
Wi muckle faught and din.
"Oh try an' sleep, ye waukrife rogues,
Your faither's comin' in."
They niver heed a word I speak,
I try tae gie a froon,
But aye I hap' them up an' cry
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

Wee Jamie wi' the curly heid,
He aye sleeps next the wa'
Bangs up and cries, "I want a piece!"
The rascal starts them a'.
I rin and fetch them pieces, drinks,
They stop a wee the soun',
Then draw the blankets up an' cry,
"Noo, weanies, cuddle doon."

But ere five minutes gang, wee Rab
Cries oot frae neath the claes,
"Mither, mak' Tam gie ower at aince,
He's kittlin' wi' his taes."
The mischief in that Tam for tricks,
He'd bother half the toon,
But aye I hap them up an' cry,
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

At length they hear their faither's fit
An' as he steeks the door,
They turn their faces tae the wa'
An Tam pretends tae snore.
"Hae a' the weans been gude?" he asks,
As he pits aff his shoon.
"The bairnies, John, are in their beds
An' lang since cuddled doon!"

An' just afore we bed oorsel's
We look at oor wee lambs,
Tam has his airm roun' wee Rab's neck
An Rab his airm roun' Tam's.
I lift wee Jamie up the bed
An as I straik each croon,
I whisper till my heart fills up:
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

The bairnies cuddle doon at nicht
Wi' mirth that's dear tae me.
But soon the big warl's cark an' care
Will quiten doon their glee.
Yet come what will to ilka ane,
May He who rules aboon,
Aye whisper, though their pows be bald:
"Oh, bairnies, cuddle doon!"

Meaning of unusual words:
muckle faught=lots of fighting
waukrife=wakeful
hap'=wrap
aye=always
bairnies=children
a piece=bread sandwich
weanies=small children
gie ower=stop
kittlin=tickling
steek=closes
shoon=shoes
straik=stroke
cark=fret
ilka=each and every
aboon=above
pows=heads

Are yae sleepin yet Scoz, nearly 3am here in AES time.
I'm just lookin at my Favorite Scottish Website "Rampantscotland" (no need for E-mail address) just google it.
All Scottish information is on there.
Bendigo Bill.

Thankyou everyone <3

I can't sleep! As I said on my thread about OH, the bed is too big & empty without him ~ and it's a BIG king size bed.

He really is my soul mate. I don't feel whole when he's not around.

I'll see him tomorrow (change that to today, cos it's just after 1.00am here), and hopefully he will be home on Friday afternoon.



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And (((hugs))) for Scozz . Take care