George Donaldson - Glasgow Lyrics
Have to travel around the world another town, another day.So many things I miss, like the humor and the rain.For anyone who lives there, there’s no need to explain.We were history that shaped the world and a willingness to share.Jinty’s every Sunday night, there’s nothing can compare.The river weaving like a snake, dividing North and South.Let us send the ships out to the sea through the quite famous mouth.I miss the pubs and the people, they make the city shine.With a friendly welcome they make me proud to call it mine.With a heart that beats from deep within so old but ever young.With a finger ever on the pulse, Glasgow, you’re my mother,I’m proud to be your son.Our Gale Street broad and cultural; Canon Street what class,Sauchiehall Street, the name alone, well, it makes the tourists laugh.Central Station takes you south, to a foreign land.Queen Street headed north, to the mountains, lochs and sands.I miss the pubs and the people, they make the city shine.It’s friendly welcome they make me proud to call it mine.With a heart that beats from deep within so old but ever young.With a finger ever on the pulse, Glasgow, you’re my mother,I’m proud to be your son.Famous names from days of yore up to the present day,Clans from centuries ago that the English cleared away,St. Mungo standing tall, on that famous coat of arms,The fish, the tree, the bird, the rain, the bell that never rang.But don’t just take my word for it, come check it for yourself,You’ll find a new dimension, with a thrill and an inner wealth,And as you leave by plane or train and you hear that engine drone,You’ll wish that you could stay and rest, that Glasgow was your home.I miss the pubs and the people, they make my city shine.It’s friendly welcome make me proud to call it mine.With a heart that beats from deep within so old but ever young.With a finger ever on the pulse, Glasgow, my mother,I’m proud to be your son.Glasgow, you’re my mother,I’m proud to be your son.
