Aberfeldy - Tom Weir Lyrics
Tom Weir, Tom WeirPlus-fours and a wee woolly hatThree cheers for Tom WeirTom Weir, king of the anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksThe anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksTom Weir, balladeerMusketeer, always up for the crackThree cheers, Tom WeirTom Weir, king of the anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksThe anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksHis trousers indicatedHe was sadly dislocated from the future.Discussing historyWith a Weegie or a Fifer or a TeuchterFree beer for Tom WeirTom Weir and his wee canvas sack.Three cheers, Tom WeirTom Weir, king of the anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksThe anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksHis red nose manifestedMany years had been invested in the bevvy (hic).From Eigg to Rum and CollWith double single malt and a wee heavyFree gear for Tom WeirTom Weir and his wee woolly hatThree cheers, Tom WeirTom Weir, king of the anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksThe anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksThe anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraksThe anoraks, the anoraks, the anoraks 
