Song Description
Funny song about the local butcher...
| Song Length |
2:48 |
Genre |
Folk - Rural |
Lyrics
BEEF AND BACON
Willie McCulloch, 2004
Venison, lamb, beef and bacon
Ask your butcher he?ll surely oblige
Anythin? yer heart tis cravin?
The best of liver or silverside?
Doon the street and around the corner
Guaranteed fresh you need?nt go far
A slice of tongue, tripe or mussels
Here at yer local abattoir?
Sausage for breakfast, black puddin? for dinner
Cold meats for snackin? and haggis fer tea
Accordin` tae some folk , you?ll even get thinner
So eat tae the gunnels, your conscience is free?
Doon the street and around the corner
Guaranteed fresh you need?nt go far
A slice of tongue, tripe or mussels
Here at yer local abattoir?
Sometimes folk are a wee bit squeamish
An? go tae extremes attemptin? tae hide
That thing on their plate all covered wit gravy
Grew up in the highlands and was butchered with pride
Doon the street and around the corner
Guaranteed fresh you need?nt go far
A slice of tongue tripe or mussel
Here at yer local abattoir