Monklands Online -Reminiscence

1st leggy 2nd leggy jibby and thru back bridgey burly and I love you .	Jelly on the table jelly on the floor wibble wobble, wibble wobble lets have some M O R E
There she goes, there she goes, peerie heels and pointed toes Look at her feet, she thinks she's neat Black stockings and dirty feet. Katie Beardie had a coo, It was yellow, black and blue Open the gate and let it through Dance Katie Beardie .	Hot peas & barley-o, barley-o, barley-o Hot peas and barley-o, sugary cakes and candy. This is the way the teacher stands This is the way she folds her arms This is the way she claps her hands and this is the way she dances
.Murder murder polis three stairs up, the wummin in the middle door hut me wae a cup, ma heeds aw broken ma face is aw cut, murder murder polis three stairs up.	Away down upon the Swanee river where I fell in ( with a splash and a dash ) along came an alligator singing.... Brittania, Brittania, Maw's making jam Chinese sausages and Belfast ham
My girls a corker.....She's a New Yorker I'd do most anything to keep her in style She's got a pair of legs... Just like two ham n eggs That's the way the money goes Oompa oompa, oom pa pa, oom pa pa, oom pa pa Oompa oompa, oom,pa pa, thats the way the money goes .	If you should see a big fat wummin standin' in the corner bummin' THAT'S MA MAMMY --------------------------------------------- Tell tale tit, yer mammy canny knit, yer daddy cannie go tae bed withoot a dummy tit.
Oor wee school's the best wee school the best wee school in Glesga The only thing thats wrang wi it is the baldy-heided maister He goes tae the pub on a Setterday night he goes tae church on Sunday And prays for god tae gie him strength tae belt the weans on Monday.	Be baw babbity babbity babbity, be baw babbity, a lassie or a wee lawdie, A widnae hae a lawdie o, lawdie o, lawdie o, a widnae hae a lawdie o, ad rether hae a wee lassie A widnae get merrit if a wis you, if a wis you, if a wis you, a widnae get merrit if a wis you, ad rether stie wae ma mammy
Clap a clap a handies daddies comin hame pennies in his pocket for his wee wean.	Captain Cook was making soup his wife was making jelly Captain Cooke fell in the soup and burnt his rubber belly
The bell, the bell, the B, I, L Tell the teacher I'm no' well If I'm late, shut the gate, The bell, the bell, the B, I, L (spelling was not up to scratch due to the fact that he/she was always dogging off school. Ron McPhee)	Three cheers for the red white and blue sticks to yer bum like glue O ye laugh and ye laugh but you cannie get it aff three cheers for the red white and blue. (Where I learned this from I have no idea but I am inclined to believe that my mammy sung it. Ron McPhee)
O ye canny shove yer Granny aff the bus, O ye canny shove yer Granny aff the bus, O ye canny shove yer Granny 'Cos she's yer Mammy's Mammy O ye canny shove yer Granny aff the bus. Ye can shove yer ither Granny aff the bus. Ye can shove yer ither Granny aff the bus. Ye can shove yer ither Granny 'Cos she's yer Faither's Mammy Ye can shove yer ither Granny aff the bus. Ye can shove yer Uncle Wullie aff the bus. Ye can shove yer Uncle Wullie aff the bus. Uncle Wullie's like yer Faither A harum-scarum blether, Ye can shove yer Uncle Wullie aff the bus. Singing....I will if you will....so will I Singing....I will if you will....so will I Singing, I will if you will, I will if you will I will if you will, so will I ..	Ma maw's a millionaire ( would you believe it ) blue eyes and curly hair Sitting among the Eskimos playing a game o' dominoes, ma Maw's a millionaire Ma maw's a millionaire ( would you believe it ) blue eyes and curly hair Gies the wee society man, tuppence ha'penny when she can, ma Maw's a millionaire Ma maw's a millionaire ( would you believe it ) blue eyes and curly hair Stoats ma faither aff the wa, like a wee cahochie baw. ma Maw's a millionaire There's the book and tak the hook an' run awa doon tae the store get a loaf and potted-head the same as ye got before tell the man tae mark the book the quarter's at the end when a get doon I'll jist nip roon and get ma dividend! ( one of my Granny's old songs)
No' last night but the night before three wee monkeys came tae ma door One wi' a trumpet and one wi' a drum And one wi' a pancake stuck tae its bum!	Oh they're tearin' doon the buildings next tae oors, and they're sendin' us tae greenbelt trees an fleurs, but we do not want to go, and we daily tell them so but they're tearin' doon the buildings next tae oors.
ABC minors, Olympia picture hall, Bridgeton We are the boys & girls well known as minors of the ABC.... And every Saturday we line up, to sing the songs we love and shout aloud with glee ! We love to laugh and have a sing song Just a happy crowd are we...... We're all pals together.... We're minors of the ABC ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Skinny ma linky long legs umbrella feet Went tae the picture an' could nae find a seat He got the bus hame an' he widnea pey his fare So the rotten auld conductor kicked him doon the sterr	As I was going tae the fish shop, a wee dug stole a haddie bone, A big dug shouted haufers, an' a hut him wae a tottie scone. I went tae ma Auntie Sarahs, ma Auntie Sarah wisnae in, so a bored a hole in the windae, an' shouted Sarah are ye in?. Her heed wis lying on the table, her hair wis hinging oot the bed, an' a laughed an' a laughed an' a laughed so hard when she scratched her widdin leg..
Ma maw says, Af tae go, Wae ma faithers dinner o, beef an totties, stewin steak, wae a wee bit curran cake. A came tae a river, could nae get acrose, payied ten bob fur an auld scabby horse, A jumped on its back, Its bone gave a crack, O I'll play ma fiddle till the boat gets back, Singing dont be weary, try tae be cheery, I'll play ma fiddle till the boat gets back. The local girls who a few days before there Wedding day being hurled around the street in a pram with all their clothing sewn with bright coloured ribbons and a big white chanty-po filled with salt and two wee dollies and coins which had been put in by passing strangers. The entourage having called in every pub in the neighbourhood then headed for the grooms home giving him a "shirikin", shouting up at the window "come oot ( mans name ) we know yer hame" and singing more songs like:- A widnae get merried if ah wis you if ah wis you if ah wis you Ah widnae get merried if Ah wis you Ad rether stey wae ma mammy, And shouts of "hard up, hard up" and banging on tin lids, frying pans and the said chanty-po. And all the time the groom is hiding behind the curtain (quite enjoying the attention) and telling his mammy tae shout doon that "he's no' in". Many will remember this especially if they themselves have experienced the pram hurl. Note a pram wasn't always used as some girls would just walk around the local streets and pubs singing and shouting, with the bride-to-be, the poor lassie having tae kiss every man who put money in her pot!. More wedding songs :- Down in yonder meadow where the green grass grows, there (girls name) she bleaches all her clothes. and she sang and she sang and she sang so sweet and she sang (mans name) across the street. Mary made a dumpling she made it awful nice she cut it up in slices and gave us all a slice saying taste it taste it don't say no for tomorrow is my wedding day and I must go! Agree! Agree! I hope you will agree for tomorrow is my wedding day and I must go. ------------------------------------------------------- Hand up kick the can (girls name) got a man If ye want tae know his name his name is (mans name).