Fellow Hoodlums
Words And Music By Ricky Ross
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On the night that Maxton died I fell over the Clyde was full of old tyres
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The wind nearly pulled my breeches off and Ann Kelly she kissed my mouth
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Fellow hoodlums and engineers,The Union`s south and we`re all here
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I`m going up Buchanan Street with a box of fireworks
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And two bottles of Tizer
On the last train from St. Enochs
I saw the graveyard it looked like our
old street
People were cheering all the way from Hampden
With macaroons and scarves
and rattles
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Fellow hoodlums and engineers
The Union`s south and we`re all here
I`m going up Buchanan Street with a box of fireworks
And two bottles of Tizer
Billy`s a butcher now always has been
He picks his teeth with old rusty
meat hooks
And he sends his beef with the bike boys
Monday to Saturday Partick to
Cowcaddens
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Fellow hoodlums and engineers
The Union`s south and we`re all here
I`m going up Buchanan Street with a box of fireworks
And two bottles of Tizer
I`m going up Buchanan Street with a box of fireworks
And two bottles of Tizer