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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
ŠAdam Mc Naughton
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