O’ Caledonia

You might be smiling now
The sun upon your face
But rosy days are few
And sink without a trace
The years hold tears in store

The birds sing just for you
When Summer’s in full bloom
But as the nights draw in
Those birds may change their tune
The years hold tears galore

O’ Caledonia
Stern and wild
Stern and wild
O’ Caledonia
Old as sin
Hard as stone
Home, sweet home

You might be smiling now
But ignorance is bliss
Cos further down the line
Awaits a Glasgow kiss
The years hold tears in store

I wish it wasn’t so
But I was once like you
Gaze upon me now
It’s tragic but it’s true
The years hold tears galore

O’ Caledonia
Stern and wild
Stern and wild
O’ Caledonia
Old as sin
Hard as stone
Home, sweet home

O’ Caledonia
O’ Caledonia
O’ Caledonia...


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