Gaberlunzie - Yellow on the broom

^GI ken ye dinna like it lass, Tae wi^Cnter here in toon. Fur the sca^Gldies aye miscry us, And they t^Dry tae bring us doon. And it's h^Amard to raise three ba^Girns, In a sin^Cgle flea-box r^Goom, But Ah'll t^Cak ye on the r^Goad again, When ye^Dlla's on the br^Goom.

When the ye^Dlla's on the broom, When the ye^Glla's on the broom, I'll ^Ctak' ye on the r^Goad again, When ye^Dlla's on the br^Goom.

^GThe scaldies caw us 'tinker dirt', They sc^Conce our weans in school, noo w^Gho cares what a scaldy thinks, A sca^Dldy's but a fool, He's never h^Ameard the yor^Glin's sang, Or se^Cen the flax in bl^Goom, For they're a^Cye cooped up in ho^Goses, When the ye^Dlla's on the b^Groom.

When the ye^Dlla's on the broom, When the ye^Glla's on the broom, They're a^Cye cooped up in ho^Goses, When the ye^Dlla's on the br^Goom.

N^Gae sale for pegs or baskets noo, S^Cold tae stay alive. We've h^Gud tae work at scaldy jobs, Frae n^Dine o'clock tull five. But we ^Amca nae man oor ma^Gister, For we o^Cwn the world's r^Goom, And We'll b^Cid fareweel tae Bre^Gchin, When the ye^Dlla's on the b^Groom.

When the ye^Dlla's on the broom, When the ye^Glla's on the broom, We'll bid far^Ceweel tae Br^Gechin, When the ye^Dlla's on the b^Groom.

A^Gh'm longin fur the springtime, Tae t^Cak' the road yince mair, Tae the pla^Gntin' and the pearlin', And the be^Drry fields at Blair. we'll m^Ameet up wi' oor ki^Gnfolk, Frae ^Ca' the country r^Goon', When the g^Cana-boot folk t^Gak' the road, When the ye^Dlla's on the br^Goom.

When the ye^Dlla's on the broom When the ye^Glla's on the broom When the g^Cana-boot folk t^Gak' the road When ye^Dlla's on the br^Goom

When the yel^Dla's on the broom When the ye^Glla's on the broom When the g^Cana-boot folk t^Gak' the road When ye^Dlla's on the br^Goom