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The Egg Man wrote:There's a good book on street songs and how they move from area to area and get changed along the way as well as stuff about the tunes etc.
Doh Ray Me When Ah Wis Wee by Ewan McVicar. There's a borrowable copy in the Mitchell
Godsgift wrote:...............
There's another floating aroung my head about Ants, Ants as big as granny's pants, in the store. I think the chorus was, 'My eyes are dim, I cannot see, I have not got my specs with me. And yet another about a lost meatball.
Any more?
Dot wrote:Egg Man,
I thought it was that song too but now think it is this one which we sang when I was in the Guides.
On top of spaghetti,
All covered in cheese,
I lost my poor meatball,
When somebody sneezed.
Some of the Scout and Guide songs are on here for anyone who is interested.
http://www.scoutsongs.com/categories/TK.html
Dot wrote:Egg Man,
I thought it was that song too but now think it is this one which we sang when I was in the Guides.
On top of spaghetti,
All covered in cheese,
I lost my poor meatball,
When somebody sneezed.
Some of the Scout and Guide songs are on here for anyone who is interested.
http://www.scoutsongs.com/categories/TK.html
pamd wrote:And my all time fave:
I'm a sky scraper wean, I live on the ninteenth floor
But I'm no goin' oot tae play any more.
'Cause since we moved to oor new house I'm wastin' away
For I'm getting one meal less every day.
Chorus:
Oh ye canna fling pieces oot a twenty story flat
Seven hundred hungry weans will testify to that
If it's butter, cheese or jeely, if the bread is plain or pan
The odds against it reaching us is ninety-nine to ane
On the first day my Maw flung oot a daud o' hovis broon
It came skitin' oot the windae and went up instead o' doon
Noo ev'ry twenty seven hours it comes back into sight
Cause my piece went intae orbit and became a satellite
On the next day my Maw flung me oot a piece again
It went up and hit a pilot in a fast, low flying plane
He scrapped it off his goggles, shouting through the intercom
The Clydeside Reds have got me wi' a breid 'n jelly bomb
On the third day my Maw tho't she would try another throw
The Salvation Army band was standin' doon below
'Onward Christian Soldiers' was the tune they should've played
But the Oompah man was playing piece 'n marmalade
We've wrote awa' to Oxfam to try an' get some aid
We all joined together and have formed the Piece Brigade
We're gonna march to London tae demand our civil rights
Like nae more hooses over piece flinging height
Godsgift wrote:OK. I hope this hasn't been done yet. Do you remember any of the old street songs.
banjo wrote:i forgot we had done this stuff before robin hood robin hood riding through the glen,done a fart killed a rat paralysed a hen.
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