Sailing Up The Clyde
Sailin' up the Clyde, sailin' up the Clyde,
Back to bonnie Scotland where yer ain folk bide.
There's a lump comes in yer throat an' a tear ye cannae hide,
When yer sailin' back to Scotland,
An' yer
ain fireside.
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