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Chorus:

There’s Partick Cross and Cessnock, Hillhead and Merkland Street,

George’s Cross and Govan Cross where all the people meet

West Street, Shields Road, the train goes round and round

You’ve never lived unless you’ve been on The Glasgow Underground.



They tell me that Majorca is a dandy place to be

Or Switzerland or Italy or even Gay Paree,

There’s many lovely beauty spots upon the Clyde of Firth

But I would rather always travel doon below the earth.



Chorus:

There’s Partick Cross and Cessnock, Hillhead and Merkland Street,

George’s Cross and Govan Cross where all the people meet

West Street, Shields Road, the train goes round and round

You’ve never lived unless you’ve been on The Glasgow Underground.

There’s names that ring like magic that can thrill you through and through

They seem to call you back wi’ an enchantment never knew

There’s places far away are like a song that’s sweetly sung

You’ll roll them round your mooth and feel them slidin’ aff yer tongue.

Chorus:

There’s Partick Cross and Cessnock, Hillhead and Merkland Street,

George’s Cross and Govan Cross where all the people meet

West Street, Shields Road, the train goes round and round

You’ve never lived unless you’ve been on The Glasgow Underground.

I never liked the stourie winds, the showers or the snaw,

The sun can get too burny and the sleet’s no nice at a’

But I don’t mind the climate now as on my way I go

The dolce vita’s waiting there a hundred feet below.

Chorus:

There’s Partick Cross and Cessnock, Hillhead and Merkland Street,

George’s Cross and Govan Cross where all the people meet

West Street, Shields Road, the train goes round and round

You’ve never lived unless you’ve been on The Glasgow Underground.