Glascae's ma Hame
by Danny Gill
1948 t'was the year I was born
beside govans shipbuilders noisy big horn.
At The Southern General hospital I first saw the light
carried home to the Oatlands the following night.
Brought up in a tenement with my parent's love
our single end hoose was three stairs above.
We lived with neighbours each was a dream
then we were shifted out to a new housing scheme.
What was missing I think it was pride
cause we really missed leaving the gallant soo-side.
From boy to man I quickly became
then seeking my fortune I left ma Glascae hame.
I've travelled the World with few regrets
drank a fair bit and smoked cigarettes.
Married with kids I've had a good life
although sometimes rowing with my lovely wife.
Now retired in London my story has no shame
I hope you've enjoyed it cause Glascae's ma hame