There Are No Pubs in Kirkintilloch

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* In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs
And I'm sure you'll wonder why
My brother and me, we went on a spree
We drank the pubs all dry, all dry
Drank the pubs all dry

My Granpaw he worked doon the pit
And so did my faither tae
You work like a mule when you leave the school
And you drink on a Saturday, my lads
You drink on a Saturday

The gaffer doon the pit my lads
Could scarce believe his een
For my brother and me we hawked more coal
Than his latest cuttin' machine, my lads
His latest cuttin' machine

My father he was a Glasgow man
My mother come frae Troon
They both did say the other day
It's time you settled doon, my lads
It's time you settled doon

So I think I'll just get married lads
And have a family tae
Then we'll use our mits and work in the pits
And drink on a Saturday, my lads
And drink on a Saturday

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from Scottish Songs of Drinking & Rebellion, released November 30, 2013
words and music traditional

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Marc Gunn Birmingham, Alabama

Marc Gunn is a rhythm and folk musician inspired by Celtic culture, science fiction, fantasy, and cats. He breathes new life into the autoharp, which continues to surprise musical veterans and fans a like for it’s unique sound and spirited energy. It’s like a satirical jam session between The Clancy Brothers and Weird Al Yankovic. It’s Celtic music, the traditional and the twisted. ... more

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