I've been wi' a few o' ma cronies One or two pals o' ma ain We went in a hotel, where we did very well Then we came out once again And then we went into another, that is the reason I'm fu' We had six deoch an' doruises, then sang a chorus Just listen, I'll sing it to you I belong to Glasgow, dear old Glasgow town But what is the matter with Glasgow For it's going round and round I'm only a common old working chap as anyone here can see But when I get a couple of drinks on a Saturday Glasgow belongs to me There's nothing in being teetotal and saving a shilling or two If your money you spend you've nothing to lend Well, that's all the better for you There's nae harm in taking a drappie, it ends all your trouble and strife It gives you the feeling that when you get home You don't care a hang for the wife