I've been wi' a
couple o' cronies
One or two pals
o' my ain
We went in a hotel,
and we did very well
And then we came
out once again
Then we went
into anither
And that is the
reason I'm fu'
We had
six deoch-an-doruses,
then sang a chorus
Just listen
I'll sing it to you
I belong to Glasgow,
dear old Glasgow town
But what's the matter
wi' Glasgow
For it's goin'
roun' and roun'
I'm only a common
old working chap
as anyone here can see
But when I get a couple
o' drinks on a Saturday
Glasgow belongs to me
There's nothing in
being teetotal
And saving a
shilling or two
If you've nothing to spend,
then you've
nothing to lend
Why that's all the
better for you
There's no harm in
taking a drappie
It ends all your
trouble and strife
It gives ye the feeling
that when you get home,
You don't give a
hang for the wife
I belong to Glasgow,
dear old Glasgow town
But what's the matter
wi' Glasgow
For it's goin'
roun' and roun'
I'm only a common
old working chap
as anyone here can see
But when I get a couple
o' drinks on a Saturday
Glasgow belongs to me