I have been round this country, from shore to shining shore,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From the swamps of Auchterderren, tae the jungles o\u2019 Lochore,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But in a\u2019 these far flung places, there\u2019s none that can compare,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wi\u2019 the lily o\u2019 Lumphinans, she\u2019s ma lovely Maggie Blair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O\u2019 she\u2019s just a Kelty clippie, she\u2019ll no tak nae advice,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It\u2019s ach drap deid, awa bile yer heid, or I\u2019ll punch yer ticket twice,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her faither\u2019s jist a waister, her mithers on the game,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She\u2019s just a Kelty clippie, but I love her just the same.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fae the pyramids up in Kelty, tae the mansions in Glencraig,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We\u2019ve trod the bings together, in many\u2019s the blithe stravaig,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Watched the sun rise over Crosshill, trod Buckavens golden sands,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And many\u2019s the happy night we\u2019ve spent in Lochgelly\u2019s happy land.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Noo she hasn\u2019ae got nae culture, she drives me round the bend,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She sits allnight in her old armchair reading the peoples friend,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her lapels is full o\u2019 badges, fae Butlins doon at Ayr,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And she gangs tae the bingo every night, wi\u2019 the curlers in her hair.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Well I met her on the 8.15, that night o\u2019 romantic bliss,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I says hey Mag whit\u2019s in yer bag, gie\u2019s a wee bit kiss,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Noo she didn\u2019ae tak that kindly, she didn\u2019ae like ma chaff,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And being a contrary kind o\u2019 lass, she says c\u2019mon get aff<\/p>\n\n\n\n
.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Well things are a wee bit better noo, I\u2019ve gone and bought the ring,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I won it fae Jim at the pitch and toss, last night at the Lindsay bing,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wi\u2019 her wee black bag and ticket machine, she did ma heart ensnare,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She\u2019s the lily o\u2019 Lumphinans, She\u2019s ma bonnie Maggie Blair.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I have been round this country, from shore to shining shore, From the swamps of Auchterderren, tae the jungles o\u2019 Lochore, But in a\u2019 these far flung places, there\u2019s none that can compare, Wi\u2019 the lily o\u2019 Lumphinans, she\u2019s ma lovely Maggie Blair. Chorus O\u2019 she\u2019s just a Kelty clippie, she\u2019ll no tak nae advice, … <\/p>\n