- Beer Beer Beer
He must have been an admiral a sultan or a king,
and to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer
tiddly beer beer beer.
A long time ago, way back in history,
when all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea.
- Both Sides The Tweed
What's the spring-breathing jasmine and rose?
What's the summer with all its gay train
Or the splendour of autumn to those
Who've bartered their freedom for gain?
Let the love of our land's sacred rights
To the love of our people succeed
Let friendship and honour unite
- Haul On The Bowline
Haul on the bowline, homeward we are going
Haul on the bowlin', the bowlin' haul!
Haul on the bowline, before she start a-rolling
Haul on the bowlin', the bowlin' haul!
Haul on the bowline, the Captain is a-growling
Haul on the bowlin', the bowlin' haul!
- Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye
It was on the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo
It was on the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo
It was on the road to sweet Athy,
The stick in me hand and a drop in me eye,
I heard a doleful damsel cry,
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your guns and drums and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
- Loch Lomond
Chorus:
O ye'll take the high road, and I'll take the low road,
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye,
Where me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond.
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond,