Jul172010
AYE THE FAIR
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AYE THE FAIR
The train comes ta a shuddering stop
Maw gets up puts on her coat
Wake up yer dad hes been snoring
Since we left glesga this morning
Were doon the water fae the fair
Me Maw and Daddie
The rain is falling at Wemyss Bay
The steamer is nae running
Up the pier comes a big fat man
I think he likes the chippy
We have a broken gangway
Well fix it in a jiffy.
Maw that was sare a cuff in the ear
Well Ive told yee no to laugh at folk
But Maw the man is so big
A think he wull sink the boat
Oh look……… theres the Station Bar
And a twinkle in Dads eyes
Nae mare drink fur you today,
Its that whiskey a despise.
All on board shouts the big fat man
So everyone can hear
Am just aboot tae laugh again
Oh yes my ear
On the steamer up on the deck
Oh feck the wind is blowin
The sky is grey the clouds are dark
And the rain is falling
I put ma fingers in ma ears
Dad tells the usual story
If he’s told it wance he’s told it twice
Aboot Rothesay in all its glory
I noo fed up, Maws dane some knitting
Maw say’s it will no be lang
I hope no maw! why is that?
Dads sterted singing that song
When the mist creeps o’er the Cumbraes And Arran peaks are grey
And the great black hills, like sleepin’ kings, Sit grand roun’ Rothesay Bay.
Ocht Malcom we’ve heard that a thousand times, a wull sing it a thousand mare.
As the steamer sterts ta slow down
And rests at Rothesay Pier
Fur the Fair







