A long road, an up the hill,
Past the Coop, an Gilsochill,
Betty's bar, an Butney Brae,
Maryhill Road, that's where I stay.
What other road, can fairly call,
The bonny banks, a long canal,
The fox, the duck, an slender Swan,
An Aqueduct, and Fourteen Pawns.
A politician, a sunken wreck,
A fairy queen, an Jazz on deck,
Two polis stations, auld an young,
Partick Thistle, the song was sung.
Fourteen Kebab shops, tae take yer pick,
Alang wae Mohamed, an Irish Mick,
A handsome Sikh, Chinese Jews,
Overflowing, cosmopolitan stew.
We had a barracks, an Rudolf Hess,
A bomb, a blitz, an bloody mess,
A blue and white, a wee orange hall,
A White House, tae cap it all.
Punch Bowl pints, an Bookie Shop,
Brand new pool, it's got the lot,
Cocaine Heroin, an plenty pot,
Buying a telly, that's hot hot hot.
Some poor wee weans, an adult tae,
Up the hill, an doon the brae,
Fighting boys, and lassies tae,
Maryhill Road, it's here tae stay.
Social Security, an Social Work,
Underground toilet, that disnae work,
Slum Housing, One Two Three,
A bell, a bird, a chimney tree.
In the morning, just at dawn,
Watch the Deer, an her Fawn,
Crossing over, at the park,
New light cries, goodbye tae dark.
Rennie Mackintosh, an new burgh hall,
A Soldiers home, turned dance hall,
Wee corner shop, an shopping Mall,
Maryhill, it's got it all.
The Dear Green Place.