Where is the Glasgow that I used to Know

by Folk Singer Adam McNaughton

Oh where is the Glasgow where Ah used tae stay
The white wally closes done up wi' pipe clay
Where you knew every neighbour frae first floor tae third
And to keep your door locked was considered absurd
Well, do you know the folk staying next door tae you

Oh where is the wee shop where Ah used tae buy
A quarter of totties, a tuppenny pie
A bag o' broken bisquits and three sody scones
And the woman aye asked, How's your Maw gettin' on
Can your big supermarkets gie you service like that

And where is the fitba' that Ah played and saw
The fair shoulder charge and the tannery ba'
There was nae four-three-three, there was nae four-two-four
And your mates didnae kiss you each time that you scored
Is the game, like Big Woodburn, suspended sine die

Oh where are the weans who once played in the street
Wi' jorries, a peerie, or a gird wi' a cleek
Can they still cadge a hudgie or dreep aff a dyke
Or is writing on walls noo the one thing they like
Can they tell Chickie Mellie frae Hunch, Cuddy, Hunch

And where is the tramcar that once did the ton
Doon the Great Western Road, on the old Yoker run
The conductress aye knew how tae deal wi' a nyaff
If you're goin', then get on, if you're no', then get aff
Are there ony like her on the buses the day

And where is the chip shop that Ah knew so well
The wee corner cafe where they used tae sell
Hot peas and bray, and McCallum's and pokes
And you knew they were Tallies as soon as they spoke
Do you want a-da-raspberry o'er your ice-a-cream

Oh where is the Glasgow that Ah used tae know
Big Wullie, wee Shooie, the steamie, the Co
The shilpit wee bauchle, the glaiket big dreep
The ba' on the slates, and your gas in a peep
If you scrape the veneer aff, are these things still there

©Adam Mc Naughton