RABBIE BURNS, THE
Rob Tamson was a sporty lad, he bet a man a
That he could loup Jamaica Bridge like Rabbie Burns the diver.
The folk that stood aboot
the bridge kicked up an awfu' shindy
For he fell doon the funnel o' the the Clutha Number 20.
A wee bird cam' tae oor
ha' door, ah thocht it was a sparra
Fur it began tae whistle tae the man they cry O'Hara.
Ah threw the bird a
thrupenny bit, ah didny think ah hud yin,
The wee bird widny pick it up because it wis a dud yin.
Footnote: A Glasgow
street song as sung by the great doyen of the Scottish folk movement Josh