Burgh Song Book - Horntip

Page 18 Royal Burgh of Stirling Pipe Band Band Bus Song Book Page 3
Tampax Factory
Far Awa-a-a-a-y, the Tampax
Factory
Shout out your order loud and
clear (loud and clear)*
Large Medium Small
Ladies we supply them all
when the end of the month
comes around...
You can tell by the smell that
she isnae very well
When the end of the month
comes around.
U can tell by her moaning
that she's seeping heamoglobin
when the end of the month
comes around...
[Chorus]
U can tell by her legs
that she is losing eggs
When the end of the month
comes around..
[Chorus]
U can tell from the swab
that there's no room for yer
knob
when the end of the month
comes around...
[Chorus]
U can tell by the taste
that it isn't salmon paste
When the end of the month
comes around..
[Chorus]
U can tell by the chair
that she's been sitting there
when the end of the month
comes around..
[Chorus]
You can tell by the rope
that you haven't got a hope
when the end of the month
comes around....
[Chorus]
You can tell by her frown
That you'll have to go for brown
when the end of the month
comes around....
[Chorus]
You can tell you've gone too far
when you're eating caviar
when the end of the month
comes around..
[Chorus]
You can tell from the string
that it's going up her ring
when the end of the month
comes around....
[Chorus]
You can tell from the flies
That are swarming round her
thighs
when the end of the month
comes around....
[Chorus]
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Flower of Scotland
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
The Hills are bare now,
And autumn leaves
lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
Those days are past now,
And in the past
they must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
To think again.
Donald Where’s Yer
Troosers
I've just come down from the
Isle of Skye, I’m no very big and
I'm awful shy,
And the lassies shout when I go
by, " Donald where’s your
troosers."
Let the wind blow high, let the
wind blow low, through the
streets in my kilt I'll go,
And all the lassies shout hello
Donald where's your troosers.
A Lassie took me to a ball
And it was slippery in the hall
And I was feart that I would fall
Fur I hadnae on ma' troosers
[Chorus]
I went down to London Town
And I had some fun in the
underground The ladies turned
their heads around Saying
"Donald where are your
trousers".
[Chorus]
To wear the kilt is my delight
It isna wrong, I know its right
The islanders would get a fright
If they saw me in the troosers
[Chorus]
They'd like to wed me everywan
Just let them catch me if they
can You cannae tak’ the breeks
aff a Hielan’ man
And I don't wear the troosers
[Chorus]