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the auld pub

kirkconnel

tis the auld pub
on kirkconnel main street
were miners meet
a jug of ale
was a rare treat
 
whisky at the bar
no ice in the jar
thin lizzy was a star
another wee dram at the bar
 
stench of stale beer
sound of music to my ears
look up to my peers
 
drinks all round
i win a few pounds
 
drink my fill  up the till
 
i am to be found
the tip off the town
makes me so sound
pocket full of pounds
dance a jig
fall down like a pig
martin as he said
go home to thy bed
your stoned out of your head
 
 
i sit and turn
inside i burn
to sick i churn
for all thy drink
makes my inside so dire
my head is on fire

(2015)

dedicated to my brother keith

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