Lyrics The Corries

The Corries

There Are No Pubs In Kirkintilloch

CHORUS: In Kirkintulloch there's nae pubs

And I'm sure you wonder why

My brother and me we went on a spree

And we drank the pubs a' dry a' dry

We drank the pubs a' dry

1.

My Grandpaw he worked doon the pit

And so did my father tae

Ye work like a mule when ye leave the school

And drink on a Saturday my lads

Drink on a Saturday

2.

The gaffer doon the pit my lads

Could scarce believe his een

For my brother and me we howked mair coal

Wi his latest cutting machine ma lads

Wi his latest cutting machine

3.

My faither he wis a Glesga man

My mither cam frae Troon

They baith hae their say the other day

It's time you settled doon my lads

It's time you settled doon

4.

So I'll just get married lads and hae a family tae

And use their mits as they work in pits

And drink on a Saturday my lads

Drink on a Saturday.