Lyrics

Borrheedaye, that’s where we’re fae,
Ran the centre, ruled the way.
Hingin’ aboot, up tae tricks,
Daft wee schemes, pure daft clicks.

Back when work was full and strong,
Toilet bogs, folk worked along.
Armitage Shanks, graftin’ away,
A time when Borrheed earned its pay.

(Chorus)
Oh, the times we knew, the things we’d do,
Burns ran wild, the sky so blue.
Though the past moves on, we hold it tight,
Still hear the echoes in the night.

(Verse 2)
The Kirkton Dam, where the Coombrae ran,
A burn through Nulson, whisky land.
Paul and Stevey, hands in stream,
Guddlin’ fish, a bairnhood dream.

Todds Dams gone, Tescos here,
The past replaced, but aye held dear.
St John’s Primary, St Luke’s High,
Up tae mischief, time flew by.

(Chorus)
Oh, the times we knew, the things we’d do,
Burns ran wild, the sky so blue.
Though the past moves on, we hold it tight,
Still hear the echoes in the night.

(Bridge – slower, reflective)
Paul n’ Deborah, settled nice,
Nulson way, wi’ Caitlyn bright.
Wee niece growin’, full o’ spark,
A new generation, makin’ their mark.

Stevey’s oot in Hammy now,
Fae Arthurllie Inns tae Carrigans now.
Ties his flies, birds’ feathers neat,
Brown Bowl champ, nane compete.

(Verse 3 – pick up energy again)
Him n’ Paul still fishin’ right,
Menteith’s waters, castin’ tight.
Wild campin’, hills so steep,
Wind near liftin’ them off their feet.

Jos n’ Stevey, dugs in tow,
Bonnie, Molly, Meg n’ Gracie go.
Miles they trek, up hill n’ glen,
Four wee shadows, loyal as men.

(Chorus – big finish, uplifting)
Oh, the times we knew, the things we’d do,
Burns ran wild, the sky so blue.
Though the past moves on, we hold it tight,
Still hear the echoes in the night.

(Outro – slow, reflective)
Me? Aye, the bevvy’s past,
Masked ma heid, but didnae last.
ADHD? A curse, they said,
Now it’s poems dancin’ in ma head.