Mother Glasgow (Live)

In the Second City of the Empire

Mother Glasgow watches all her weans

Trying hard to feed her little starlings

Unconsciously she clips their little wings

Mother Glasgow's succor is perpetual

Nestling the Billy and the Tim

I dreamt I took a dander with St.Mungo

To try to catch a fish that couldnay swim

Among the flightless birds and sightless starlings

Father Glasgow knows his charges well

He won't make his own way up to heaven

By waltzing all his charges into hell

Mother Glasgow's succor is perpetual

Nestling the Billy and the Tim

I dreamt I took a dander with St.Mungo

To try to catch a fish that couldnay swim

And the tree

And the bird

And the fish

And the bell

Let Glasgow flourish!

Thank you!