| My hobbies?, well, I wis interested in ornli.., eh!, awrni.., eh!, birds, but I gave it a bye, after I saw Alfie's film, wi' a' yon big ablatr.., alba.., eh!, seagulls, wreckin' yon hoose. Then I had a wee go at molecatchin', but I wis drivin' my mates stupid. 'Is that a' that ye can talk aboot, moles bloody moles, wait tae ye've goat piles bloody piles, then ye'll know a' aboot it', they would say. |
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| The paddle steamer Waverley. Sailin' up the clyde, sailin' up the Clyde. Back tae bonnie Scotland, an' yer ain fireside. There's a lump comes in yer throat, an' a tear ye cannae hide. When ye're sailin' back tae Scotland, an' yer ain fireside. Hooch! |
| The Rothesay folk wi' open mooths, sittin' oan the pier, watchin' a' these Glesga men, some sae fu' o' beer, headin' for the boat that wis tae take them up the Clyde, back tae bonnie Scotland an' their ain fireside. Singin', 'Auld Lang Syne', an', 'Will ye no' come back again'. 'For goodness sake', said one ould guy, 'they're only goin' hame'. |
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| Oh! I wonder, oh! I wonder, if the angel way up yonder, if the angel plays her harp for me |
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| The Plaza Cinema |
| Another view of Govan Cross |
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| A 'Coronation' Tramcar |