Glasgow Street Songs

[Godsgift]

OK. I hope this hasn't been done yet. Do you remember any of the old street songs. Here's one:

Ma Maw's a Millionnaire

Ma maw's a millionaire
Blue eyes and curly hair
See her walkin doon the street
Wi her big banana feet
Ma maw's a millionaire

Ma maw's a millionaire - wid ye believe it?
Blue eyes and curly hair
Sittin among the Eskimos
Playin the game of dominoes
Ma maw's a millionaire

I know a teddy bear
Blue eyes and curly hair
Roly poly through the town
Knockin all the people down
I know a teddy bear

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?

[The Egg Man]

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

[The Egg Man]

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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?

That sounds like The Quartermaster's Stores.

[Dot]

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

[Bridie]

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

[banjo]

skinnmalinkylonglegs big banana feet went tae the pictures and couldnae find a seat,when the pictures started skinnymalinky farted skinnymalinkylonglegs big banana feet.

[Godsgift]

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

That's the one but I seem to remember my sister changing the words..

On top off....
All Covered in jam
I shot my poor teacher
With an elastic band.

I went to her funeral
I went to her grave
I did not throw flowers
I threw a grenade.

Weren't we lovely children.

[pamd]

Three craws sat upon a wa',
Sat upon a wa', sat upon a wa',
Three craws sat upon a wa',
On a cauld and frosty mornin'.
The first craw was greetin' for his maw,
Greetin' for his maw, greetin' for his maw,
The first craw was greetin' for his maw,
On a cauld and frosty mornin'.

The second craw fell and broke his jaw,
Fell and broke his jaw, fell and broke his jaw,
The second craw fell and broke his jaw,
On a cauld and frosty mornin'.

The third craw, couldnae caw at a',
Couldnae caw at a', couldnae caw at a',
The third craw, couldnae caw at a',
On a cauld and frosty mornin'.

An that's a', absolutely a',
Absolutely a', absolutely a',
An that's a', absolutely a',
On a cauld and frosty mornin'.

[pamd]

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]

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

PMSL. Pure dead brilliant hen!

[Kenny Caird Event]

Adam McNaughtan http://www.scotsmusic.org/tutors/adam-mcnaughtan/ author of The Skyscraper Wean and many other fine songs will be making an increasingly rare appearance at the Kenny Caird Testimonial Concert in SAinTS on Saturday 28th July 2012. He'll be on the afternoon bill. Tickets still available.

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[neilmc]

OK. I hope this hasn't been done yet. Do you remember any of the old street songs.

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[banjo]

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.

[Godsgift]

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.

Ach, it's good enough subject to deserve another thread. Not exactly jumpin in here just now.

[Dot]

Egg Man,

Just reading through this thread again and I think Quartermaster's Store was the right answer for first song mentioned
as you suggested in your earlier reply to Godsgift.

The lyrics just came into my head about the meatball song so my apologies.