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

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

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

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

Who said they were from Fife?

Anyone know the wee Cooper?

Nickertynackertynoonoonoo :-D

as a child I used to wonder who Wullie Wackety was

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The Wee Cooper O' Fife

There was a wee cooper lived in Fife
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
And he has tae'n a gentle wife
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

She wouldna card and she wouldna spin
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
For shamin' o'her gentle kin
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

She wouldna bake and she wouldna brew
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
For spoilin' of her gentle hue
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

She called him a dirty Hieland whelp
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
If you want yer dinner go get it yourself
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

The cooper's awa tae his wool-pack
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
And lain a sheepskin across her back
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

I'll no thrash you, for your gentle kin
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
But I will thrash my ain sheep-skin
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

He's laid the sheepskin across her back
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
And with a good stick he went whickety-whack
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

Oh I will card and I will spin
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
And think nae mair of my gentle kin!
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

She drew the table and spread the board
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
And "My dear husband" was every word
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

All you who have gotten a gentle wife
Nickety nackety noo, noo. noo
Just send ye for the cooper of Fife!
Risselty-rosselty, hey, pomposity
Nickety nackety noo, noo, noo.

Oh! I remember that used to know nearly all the verses but only the Nickety Nackety bit now :-D

I thought I had a different chorus OFTG instead of risselty rosselty we sang
Hey Willie Wallacky Ho John Dougal alane quo rushertie roo roo roo. :-D

Evening Scotties,

Hope everyone has had a cracking day :-D :-D :-D

Reading this reminds me of Rab C Nesbit :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D

George :-)

Well done Potty!!!

Here's one I mentioned earlier (soundl like Blue Peter haha)
In My wee Gas Mask
I'm Working Oot a Plan
Yet Aw the Kids imagine I'm Just a Bogey Man
The Girls all Smile an bring their friends to see
The Finest Looking Warden in the ARP
When there's a Raid on Listen to them cry
An Airy-plane an Airy-plane away up-a-kye
Then I go Helter Skelter but dinnae run after me
Ye'll no get in ma Shelter for it's far too Wee! :-D

AND
Oh ye cannae shove yer Granny off a bus
Oh ye cannae shove yer Granny off a bus
Oh ye cannae shove yer Granny
Cos she's yer Mammy's Mammy
Oh ye cannae shove ye Granny off a bus

Oh ye can shove yer ither Granny of a bus
Oh ye can shove yer ither Granny of a Bus
Oh ye can shove yer ither Granny
Cos she's yer Daddy's Mammy
Oh ye can shove yer ither Granny of a bus

Another two verses but won't go on :-D :-D
Been sung in our family since the 40's :-D

Edinburgh;

Beautiful City of Edinburgh!
Where the tourist can drown his sorrow
By viewing your monuments and statues fine
During the lovely summer-time.
I'm sure it will his spirits cheer
As Sir Walter Scott's monument he draws near,
That stands in East Princes Street
Amongst flowery gardens, fine and neat.
And Edinburgh castle is magnificent to be seen
With its beautiful walks and trees so green,
Which seems like a fairy dell;
And near by its rocky basement is St. Margaret's well,
Where the tourist can drink at when he feels dry,
And view the castle from beneath so very high,
Which seems almost towering to the sky.
Then as for Nelson's monument that stands on the Calton hill
As the tourist gazes thereon, with wonder his heart does fill
As he thinks on Admiral Nelson who did the Frenchmen kill.
Then, as for Salisbury crags, they are most beautiful to be seen,
Especially in the month of June, when the grass is green;
There numerous mole-hills can be seen,
And the busy little creatures howking away,
Searching for worms amongst the clay;
And as the tourist's eye does wander to and fro
From the south side of Salisbury crags below,
His bosom with admiration feels all aglow
As he views the beautiful scenery in the valley below;
And if, with an observant eye, the little loch beneath he scans,
He can see the wild ducks swimming about and beautiful white swans.
Then, as for Arthur's seat, I'm sure it is a treat
Most worthy to be seen, with its rugged rocks and pastures green,
And the sheep browsing on its sides
To and fro, with slow-paced. strides,
And the little lambkins at play
During the livelong summer-day.
Beautiful city of Edinburgh! the truth to express,
Your beauties are matchless I must confess,
And which no one dare gainsay,
But that you are the, grandest city in Scotland at the present day!

BendigoBill

The Scot's Lament :

I'm Scotch and I'm married, two things I can't help,
I'm married - but I have no wife-
For she bolted and left me - but that's nothing new,
It happens sae often in life.
So I journeyed ta London, for that's where she'd gone
With her lover to hide her disgrace.
And though London's a big town I swore I'd not rest
Till I'd searched every street in the place.
And I tramped - how I tramped - weary mile upon mile
Till exhausted and ready ta drop.
I would not give in, so I climbed on a bus,
And took a front seat on the top.
We came to a halt in a brightly lit square
To my joy, there ma lassie I spied,
Looking weary and worn, but thank heaven - alone
From my heart -'Maggie - Maggie' I cried.
She gasped with delight as I rose from ma seat,
But a harrowing thought made me wince,
I couldna get off - for I'd just paid ma fare,
And I've never caught sight of her since!

BendigoBill

lolol

Some long-asleep memory cells just woke up! I knew some of these songs/ditties when I was a wean.

Nolls ~ I think learned the same version of Wee Cooper from Fife :-D

There are some Scottish jokes on the "R" thread. :-D They're not all mine!

Had a tasty snack last night - fruit pudding and Ecclefechan Tarts!!!!

Sounds good Robert , can't talk about food whilst I am feeling so stuffed.... again!
OH's birthday yesterday and we went out to dinner again!
The portions were enormous


Gonnae no dae that?

How No?

Just... gonnae no
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Hi GG
It reminds me of another song:
Will Ye No Come Back Again.

Altered version:
Gonnae no Come Back Again

LOL

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Haha ....pmsl @that :-D :-D

Keep the heid Glasgow Lass you might bust a gut.