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Hazel Whyte
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I Wish I Was In
Glasgow
A simple brief
thought on Scottish
Independance.

Were the outdated
union not of some very
high value to England and
the English, why would
they fight so to try to
keep it?

There are only so many
slices to a pie, for one to
have more, another must
have less.

Lastly - to those Scottish
"Loyalists" - to whom are
you loyal?
Scots royalty died in the
1700's so it can be no
Scots crown - And
certainly not it appears to
those who came before,
that bled for Scotland
and her freedom !  
In the words
of Burns, as he
wrote from the heart.

Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled,
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your gory bed,
Or to victorie.

Now's the day, and now's the hour;
See the front o' battle lour;
See approach proud Edward's power,
Chains and slaverie.

Wha would be a traitor-knave?
Wha can fill a coward's grave?
Wha sae base as be a Slave?
Let him turn and flie:

Wha for Scotland's king and law,
Freedom's sword will strongly draw,
Free-man stand, or free-man fa',
Let him follow me.

By Oppression's woes and pains!
By your Sons in servile chains!
We will drain our dearest veins,
But they shall be free!

Lay the proud Usurpers low!
Tyrants fall in every foe!
Liberty's in every blow!
Let us Do - or Die!!!

Choose your destiny.
That good old place I miss so much now sees some
better days
Yet still we talk about it as we go our separate ways
Glasgow gave me more than it ever took away
And it prepared me for life on the road

I wish I was in Glasgow with some good old friends of
mine
Some good old rough companions, some good old
smooth red wine
We would talk about the old days and the old town's sad
decline
And drink to the boys on the road

I was born in Glasgow, in the East End of the town
I would take you there and show you but they pulled the
old place down
And when I think about it oh it always makes me frown
They bulldozed it all to make a road

I belong to Glasgow, that's how the old song ran
Ask anyone who's been there - you will understand
You can take the man from Glasgow but not the
Glasgow from the man
It prepares you for life on the road

Alternative last verse:
My grannie brought the family up from the time we lost
our mum
My father was a good man and he made me all I am
There was always bread and butter, there was
sometimes even jam
And there was so much to learn along the road
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