P 4/5

PENPALS!!!!!

Ah've a laddie in Paris, France

Bonjour, commment allez-vous, ous ous

Ah've a laddie in America, a laddie in Jamaica too, oo, oo

Ah've a lassie in Belgium, England, New Zealand, Switzerland, and and

Ah've a lassie in Egypt, where the River Nile runs through the sand, sand, sand

WE SENT HER FOR THE MESSAGES

We sent her for milk, oh aye, oh aye

We sent her for milk, oh aye, oh aye

We sent her for milk, on her way she found some silk

Oh, the world must be coming to an end, oh aye

We sent her for cheese, she fell and skint her knees

We sent her for breid, on a tree she banged her heid

We sent her for chocolate, she suddenly dropped her locket

We sent her for more chocolate

And she went up in a roooooockckckckeeeeet

We sent her for ink, she saw a slinky mink,

And she tripped up on a sink, and she saw a cat that blinked

Oh, the world must be coming to an end, oh aye

DAVE STALKER'S WORKING DAYS

Tune: On The Mountain Stands A Lady

Dave Stalker dressed the tatties, in the winter time

In summer he went salmon fishing, with a net, not a line

Dave Stalker, here’s his story, the Museum told us so

In historic Abernethy, he lived here not long ago

He worked on the Forth Road Bridge, metal, concrete, tar, cement

Not the new Queensferry crossing, to cut that ribbon, The Queen was sent!

Dave Stalker, here’s his story, the Museum told us so

In historic Abernethy, he lived here not long ago

He picked the berries, dug the coal, not like a puffin or a mole

But from an open cast quarry, out of the hillside, not a hole

Dave Stalker, here’s his story, the Museum told us so

In historic Abernethy, he lived here not long ago

He cut rushes by the river, to be woven on the roof

He fed pigs to make them fatter, he worked hard, that’s the truth!

Dave Stalker, here’s his story, the Museum told us so

In historic Abernethy, he lived here not long ago

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P4/5 RAP

Oh the sweetie shop is W G

That's Brian's, Sir, to you and me

Oh the sweetie shop is W G

That's Brian's, Ma'am, to you and me

There's a Pictish Stone with swirls and bones

It's a monument that everyone owns