Aunty Betty laid to rest
Aunty Betty always made me feel the best
Aunty Betty always made me feel the best
The granite stairs on the tenemant
Cascading tears of sentiment
Fae Oran Street and Orange walks the orange street lights and the winter duvet coats
52 bus fae Oran Street up the bilsland drive and possillpark to Kelvinside
Buchannan st... Botanic gardens... the childhood ghosts that I may have startled
Ma Grandma flitting fae Broadholm st
Milngavie and Bearsden was always a distant treat
Bishopbriggs and Lomond Drive Kirkintilloch wired right into my hard drive
Maryhill and Shakespeare st pitchpark games on Sandah st
Donald Ruby Irish born
We heard the drama with the drink unfurled
Of endless tales and gossip greets
A tale fae all the Glesca Streets
My story started here in 65 and resonates while im here and im still alive
In the kitchenette with mince and tatties looking out the windae and all the stories unfurling
Childhood memories not distant ghosts they are carrying on making me feel
So here I am years from then but im still here still thinking of then so
Aunty betty your butter was best Aunty betty you were the best
Aunty Betty I wont forget ya
Aunty Betty I wont forget ya
Aunty Betty I wont forget ya
Aunty Betty I wont forget ya