Memories of Holidaes at Thi Glesca Fair
13 March
Lang ao whin a wis a wean awbiddy yaist ate gaun thair holidaes aroond thi time o thi Glesca fair and I yaist tae remember thi bus clippies on the auld trams ain buses, Clippies were the same on Alexanders buses.her is a wee memory, written in kinda english fer foreigners in Kelty.
MEMORIES OF GLASGOW FAIR
And where is the tramcar that once did a ton Doon the Great Western Road on the old Yoker run
The conductress aye knew how to deal wi the nyaff,
"If yer gaun, then get oan, if yer no', then get aff!"
The tram's squeelin' wheelflanges aye made a great fuss,
Wi' weird clickin' noises no' found on a bus'
The conductress wis cheeky an' fu' o' the chaff
Shoutin', "Hurry up, mister, Cummoangetaff!"
"Move doon the caur noo, there's plenty o' room
You'll aw get a seat afore we hit toon
Nae smokin' doon here, pal, only up tap,
Pit oot that fag, haud oan tae yer strap!"
Fae Dalmuir an' Barrheid way oot tae the west
Tae Airdrie and Uddingston as good as the rest
Passengers fae Clydebank or tough Govan men,
Folks from oot Riddrie and old Rutherglen.
They aw used the trams, it is a dead shame,
The caurs are awa', but left is their fame.
Ah fair miss the clippies, aw hard as nails'
An' the pennies ah bent oan the auld tramway rails.
Ah think o' these days o' ma tenement hame,
We've noo fancy hooses, byt they're no' jist the same,
Ah'll swop yer gizunders, flyovers and jams,
Fur a tuppenny ride on an auld Glesca tram.
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