ROTHESAY BAY
Tho’ cockneys brag o’ London scenes,
Stylish lords and winsome queens,
The strand, Pall Mall, and Piccadilly,
Drury Lane and the famed Old Bailey,
Tho’ they speak in praise o’ Isle I’ Man,
Isle o’Wight, an’ Brighton sand,
In a bonnier place ye’ll never reside
Than Rothesay Bay upon the Clyde.
Tho’ the sons o’ Erin for Ireland’s sake
Proudly boast o’ Killarney’s lake,
The Giant’s Causeway and County Down,
And Dublin city of great renown.
Tho’ they speak in praise o’ Tipperary,
Portrush and famous Londonderry,
In a bonnier place ye’ll ne’er reside
Than Rothesay Bay upon the Clyde.
Tho’ brither Scots may loodly craw
And praise their hielan’ hills sae braw,
Tho’ they brag o’ Stirling and the famous North,
The Brig o’ Allan, and the links o’ Forth,
Tho’ they speak in praise o’ Largs and Troon,
And the Banks and Braes o’ Bonnie Doon,
In a bonnier place ye’ll ne’er reside
Than Rothesay Bay upon the Clyde.
