Ww2 Songs, Sailin Awa Doon the Watter Options

[NeilCarroll]

I used to sing this with my family sing-songs (I was born in '47 so I only heard this song once or twice) it started:_

I'm sailin awa doon the watter
For Churchill has said I must go ..

and later ...

I leave ye Celtic Park tae the Celtic
The Rangers at Ibrox can dwell
The Rid Biddy drnkers can hae George's Square
And a' ye fly men can dae well


Aybody know all the words?
Neil
Vancouver
Canada

[angel]

sorry Neil ,,It,s not all the words

I,ll leave you Kelvingrove Park tae the winchers
and Sauchiehall street tae the clicks
the rid biddy drinkers cin hae Georges square
the auld men can aw wear their micks
the hairys, cin huv Paddys, market
the barras an aw I don,t mind
but I,ll leave you something for auld lang syne
when I leave I Glasgow behind

I,m leavin auld glesca forever
I,m wavin ta ta cheerio
all my young friends they say never
but Churchhill says I must go
I,m sailing way down the water
am sailing way doon the Clyde
but i,ll leave yi something for
for auld lang syne
when I leave auld glesca behind..


there is another verse Neil with the fitba teems but I don,t know it

[angel]

Neil I gotthis verse from google.....
I,ll leave celtic park tae the celtic
at Ibrox the rangers may dwell
I,ll leave ye a bookie
tae lift aw yer lines
I,ll leave the noon record as well
I,ll leave ye a pub on each corner
where aw me young friend can drink wine
But I,ll leave ye something
for all Lang Syne
when I leave auld Glesca behind,,,, welcome to the boards Neil

[Heather]

Angel in your Post 2 what you have as the 2nd verse is the 1st verse'.

I.E. I'm leaving auld Glesga forever.

It was a popular song in our family in the days when we had sing songs.

Here's another WW2 war song also an old family favourite. You may know it.

We sang it because my dad was in the Navy and Maurice's dad was in the
Black Watch. He was stranded and shot trying to get into a boat and was hauled out the sea by the hair of his head. Patched up and sent back into the fray, he lived to tell the tale.

That night on the hillside we will never forget,
We lay on the ground we were all soaking wet,
We were surrounded by tanks and guns,
Way down by St. Valery.

The highland division they fought and they fell,
Their bodies all shattered by shot and by shell
We thought we were done that we were through
Way down by St. Valery.

We fought with our rifle's our bayonets and dirks
We fought on the land that is known as Dunkirk
T'was there on the beaches the blood flowed free
From the men of St. Valery.

Then far across the sea we spied the boys in blue
Coming to help us through.

Give a cheer for the navy those sailors in blue
The song we now sing is in honour of you
For you cheered us on when we thought we were through
Way down by St. Valery.

[angel]

I may remember it if I knew the tune ,Heather,so could you tra la las it for me please, ...so as I can hear you..

[Heather]

Another old WW2 song.

There'll be bluebirds over
The white cliffs of Dover
Tomorrow just you wait and see
There'll be love and laughter
And peace ever after
Tomorrow when the world is free
The shepherd will tend his sheep
The valley will bloom again
And Jimmy will go to sleep
In his own little room again
Therell be bluebirds over
The white cliffs of Dover
Tomorrow just you wait and see.

[Alec05]

There'll always be a Rothesay @ the ferr, there'll always be a Rothesay @ the ferr. Hitler thinks he's good , very, very good but he'll never spend his holidays in dear old Isle of Bute. He'll maybe sink his u-boats I suppose but he'll never sink the Duchess of Montrose. He may bomb and bomb and bomb but we'll never turn a hair.There'll always be a Rothesay @ the ferr. Tommy Morgan

[Heather]

We learned this song from our dad, but when we sang it we always sang, ' the finest looking soldier in the Royal Artillery '.

He was a gunner in the R.A. before he transferred to the Royal Navy.

In ma wee gas mask, I'm working oot a plan,
Awe the weans imagine that I'm jist a bogeyman
Oh the girls awe smile and bring their friends tae see,
The finest lookin warden in the ARP.

Whenever there's a raid oan listen fir ma cry
An eraplane an eraplane a way way up a ky
Dinnae run helter skelter dinnae run efter me
Ye'll no get in ma shelter fir it's for to wee.

The 12th day of September, was a blackoot in the park
Ye coudnae see the blackoot fir the night wis far to dark
A wumin came up tae me and said sir will ye rescue ma life
Imagine the surprise I goat when I found it wis ma wife.

In ma wee gas mask, i'm working oot a plan,
Aw the weans imagine that I'm jist a bogeyman
Oh the girls awe smile and bring their friends tae see
The finest looking warden in the ARP.

[marymartin]

neil
since finding your thred and placing all the words correctly i think.
this song was sung by my mam at every family do
sadly she past away nearly 11 years ago
but we could never remember the order of the verses
but thanks to replies i finally have them.


I,m leavin auld glesga the morra
I,m saying ta ta cheerio
To all ma young freens id say never
But Churchhill he said I must go

I,m sailing away down the watter
Am sailing way doon the Clyde
But i,ll leave yi something you’ll never forget
When I leave auld Glesga behind

I,ll leave you Kelvingrove Park tae the winchers
And Sauchiehall street tae the clyde
The rid biddy drinkers just aff Georges square
Where aw the fly men pick up nymps

The coolies cin huv Paddys, market
The barras an aw I don,t mind
For I,ll leave you something you’ll never forget
When I leave I Glesga behind

I'll leave Celtic park tae the Celtic
At Ibrox the Rangers do dwell
I'll leave ye a bookies tae lift aw yer lines
I'll leave the noon record as well

I'll leave ye a pub at each corner
Where aw me young freends can blind
For I'll leave ye something you’ll never forget
When I leave auld Glesga behind.

freaky or what when looked at the date of your post
december 20th that was my mam date of birth

[TeeHeeHee]

My old man was always asked to sing a song at do,s called " Durty auld Broon"

Theres an agitated policeman in the song who's been unsuccessfully chasing someone and he stops to wipe his brow, taking off his hat in the process just as some one sticks his bum out of a tenement window to let one drop, unintentionally, into his hat:-
"....singing Broon,Broon, durty auld Broon."
Any body know that one ?

[George Muir]

We'll Meet Again

[dugald_old]

I had a look through all these WWII songs; a novel and enjoyable topic. I didn't know all of them, but the old favourites of course, were readily recalled. I notice Vera Lynn got honourable mention, but what about Gracie? I'm talking about Gracie Fields of course, the lassie from Lancashire. At the start of the war she was the "forces's favourite" with numbers such her "Wish me Luck as you wave me goodbye", and "Now is the Hour". Unfortunately for Gracie, her popularity waned following the disclosure of her romance with a very handsome Italian ( after Italy joined the war).

Surprisingly, no mention is made of the song which to my way of thinking was probably the best WWII song ( excluding "The white Cliffs of Dover", which is a shoo in for the most popular). I'm referring to the German song "Lilli Marleen". Yes, a German song, yet it became not only a favourite with the German Army, but also with the British and to a lesser extent, the American Army. During WWII it was first broadcast from Jugoslavia and the Afrika Korps picked it up, and in the desert the 8th Army picked it up from them. Both the German and British military authorities banned the song, but to no avail. Its popularity persisted and it became a frequent inclusion on the Forces' Favourites programme in the UK. At the last reunion of the 51st Highland Division held in Perth, and the last which Montgomery attended, "Lilli Marleen" was sung with, what I've been told, great 8th Army gusto and much to the obvious delight of the aged Field Marshal.

[angel]

Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate
Darling I remember the way you used to wait
twas there that you whispeed tenderly
that you loved me ,you always be
My Lilli of the lamplight
My own Lilli Marlene

Time would come for roll call
time for us to part
Darling I carress you
and press you to my heart
and there neath that
far off Lantern light
I,d holdyou tight
we,d kiss goodnight
My Lilli of the Lamplight
My own Lilli Marlene...............

[angel]

I liked Anne Shelton singing this song..

[Elma]

Didn't know she sang it too, I only remember Marlene Dietrich singing it.