We were talking to a fellow in the room last night
He came down from Elgin with an appetite
Somebody told him he would be all right
Among the millions
When he began to sing he took the place apart
He was dealing aces from the very start
It was a gift from heaven to a humble heart
We were embracing
Oh he told me that his papa was a rolling stone
Who had a gig at Dingwalls so he felt at home
And all he really needed was a telephone
To be in business
Gaels blue
We've been weighed up and found to be true
Though we never had the Chevys or the Baptist Church
We had a choice of colours for a broken crutch
We'll do, whatever it is that we do
You can ask the driver on the glory train
We'll sing it up to heaven and home again
Gaels blue
Well I know that everybody has to have their tale
And have a clean one ready when the old one's stale
Just as long as all the little details pale into the distance
We kept straight faces when we heard him say
I've been drinking up with Marvin Gaye
Ah well, every hound dog must have his day
Sing your confession
Oh his sense gets cloudy but his spirit is keen
Then the music business gets to pick him clean
He says, Let me out or throw a magazine
I need a witness? (ooh I really do)
Gaels blue
We've been weighed up and found to be true
Though we never had the Chevys or the Baptist Church
We had a choice of colours for a broken crutch
We'll do, whatever it is that we do
You can ask the driver on the glory train
We'll sing it up to heaven and home again
Gaels blue
Oh he quit Strathpeffer where he earned his keep
And every day got worse until he couldn't sleep
And so he called them up and said
Give the stage a sweep, we are in business
Gaels blue
We've been weighed up and found to be true
Though we never had the Chevys or the Baptist Church
We had a choice of colours for a broken crutch
We'll do, whatever it is that we do
You can ask the driver on the glory train
We'll sing it up to heaven and home again
Gaels blue
We'll do, Gaels blue, we'll do