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The Northern Lights Of Old Helensburgh Town

When I was a lad, a tiny wee lad,
my mother said to me,
go get rum, baccy and bum,
go join the queens navy.
You'll travel the whole world over,
from riddle to Tricomalee,
and then settle down, in some seaside town
like Helensburgh by the sea.

Oh! The imps, the royal, the commodore to,
are hame sweet hame ta me
the Helensburgh tide, the pride of the Clyde
is where I lang ta be.
I've drank in pubs all over the world
but the best pubs are surely to be
in Helensburgh toon where the sun shines doon
aye, Helensburgh by the sea.

My last day at home before going to sea
my wife said to me
this place is the pits it gets on my tits
get out of the queens navy.
Let’s have a life without the hassle
indexes and long patrols free
and go and settle in some seaside town
except Helensburgh by the sea.

Oh! The imps, the royal, the commodore to,
are hame sweet hame ta me
the Helensburgh tide, the stench of the Clyde
is where I lang ta be.
I've drank in pubs all over the world
but the best pubs are surely to be
in Helensburgh toon where the rains pissing doon
aye, Helensburgh by the sea.

Now i've been at sea for eight weeks and three
and only a few days to go
watched sixty-nine films, worked twelve hours a day
I surely earned my pay.
My last family-gram was specific
I’m laying here waiting for you
in Helensburgh toon with my knickers doon
aye, Helensburgh by the sea.

Oh! The imps, the royal, the commodore to,
are hame sweet hame ta me
the Helensburgh tide, the stench of the Clyde
is where I lang ta be.
I've drank in pubs all over the world
but the best pubs are surely to be
in Helensburgh toon with my knickers doon
aye, Helensburgh by the sea.


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