Song Of The Clyde

I'll sing of a river I'm happy beside

The song that I sing is the song of the Clyde

Of all Scottish rivers it's dearest to me

It flows from glen hills all the way to the sea

It borders the orchards of Lanark so fair

Meanders through meadows with sheep grazing there

But from Glasgow to Greenock in towns on each side

The hammer's ding dong is the song of the Clyde

Oh the river Clyde, the wonderful Clyde

The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride

And I'm satisfied whate'er be betide

The sweetest of songs is the song of the Clyde

Imagine we've left Craigendoran behind

And wind happy yachts by Kilcreggan we find

At Cairn and Dunoon and in Ellon we stay

Then Scotland's Madeira, that's Rothesay they say

Or maybe by Fairlie, O'Largs we will go

Or over to Millport that thrills people so

Maybe journey to Arran, it can't be denied

Those scenes all belong to the song of the Clyde

Oh the river Clyde, the wonderful Clyde

The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride

And I'm satisfied whate'er be betide

The sweetest of songs is the song of the Clyde

There's Pa in Mardoone at the Broomielaw

They're going doon the watter for the fair

There's Bob and Mary on the Govan ferry

Wishing jet propulsion could be there

There's steamers cruising and there's baddies snoozing

And there's laddies fishing frae the pier

And Paw's perspiring very near expiring

As he rows a boat frae there to here

With eyes a-flashing it is vaunted smashing

To be walking daily on the prom

And May and Evelyn are in seventh heaven

As they stroll along with Dick and Tom

And Dumbarton Rock to every Jean and Jock

Extends a welcome that is high and wide

Seems to know that they are on their homeward way

To hear the song of the Clyde

Oh the river Clyde, the wonderful Clyde

The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride

And I'm satisfied whate'er be betide