Now theres nae pubs in Clacchanmuir and am sure you'll wonder why, ma clan an' me we went on a spree, and drank the pubs all dry all dry, we drank the pubs all dry.

One landlord brought in finest ales , they tasted quite the best, we drank down his finest ales and then we drank the rest me lads, and then we drank the rest.

Now theres nae pubs in Clacchanmuir and am sure you'll wonder why, ma clan an' me we went on a spree, and drank the pubs all dry all dry, we drank the pubs all dry.

One landlord brought in whiskey fine aged for a hundred years, we drank down his whiskey fine and then we drank his beers ma lads, and then we drank his beers.

Now theres nae pubs in Clacchanmuir and am sure you'll wonder why, ma clan an' me we went on a spree, and drank the pubs all dry all dry, we drank the pubs all dry.

One landlord bought in finest mead we drank till it was gone, he bought a thousand bottles in we left him not a one me lads, we left him not a one.

Now theres nae pubs in Clacchanmuir and am sure you'll wonder why, ma clan an' me we went on a spree, and drank the pubs all dry all dry, we drank the pubs all dry.

One landlord he did make mulled wine twas spicy sweet and hot, he put a case of brandy in a so we drank the lot me lads, and so we drank the lot.

Now theres nae pubs in Clacchanmuir and am sure you'll wonder why, ma clan an' me we went on a spree, and drank the pubs all dry all dry, we drank the pubs all dry.

One landlord stocked his pub right up there's ne'er an empty tankard,. beer and whiskey mead and wine, and now we all are wankered.

Another song by Sandy wi' contributions frae Con.

The Hamish Song

He's six foot tall and his eyes are blue
Ye would nay want him mad at you,
but we know what he likes tae do,
He likes eating cow shit!

For 50 miles he'll track a herd
Calm a bull wi' a quiet word
Just so's he can eat his turd,
He likes eating cow shit!

Chorus
He's six foot tall and his eyes are blue
Ye would nay want him mad at you,
but we know what he likes tae do,
He likes eating cow shit!

I saw him on the mountian sat
a white cockade upon his hat
chewing on a big cow pat
He likes eating cow shit

Chorus

He'll tell ye if it's brown or black
A fresian or a saddleback
just by chewing on it's cack
He likes eating cow shit

Chorus