- (Billy Connolly)
That good old place I miss so much now sees some better days
Yet still we talk about it as we go our separate ways
Glasgow gave me more than it ever took away
And it prepared me for life on the road
I wish I was in Glasgow with some good old friends of mine
Some good old rough companions, some good old smooth red wine
We would talk about the old days and the old town's sad decline
And drink to the boys on the road
I was born in Glasgow, in the East End of the town
I would take you there and show you but they pulled the old place down
And when I think about it oh it always makes me frown
They bulldozed it all to make a road
I belong to Glasgow, that's how the old song ran
Ask anyone who's been there - you will understand
You can take the man from Glasgow but not the Glasgow from the man
It prepares you for life on the road
Alternative last verse:
My grannie brought the family up from the time we lost our mum
My father was a good man and he made me all I am
There was always bread and butter, there was sometimes even jam
And there was so much to learn along the road
(as sung by Iain MacKintosh)