Glasgow Lullaby (Cover)

ST Patrick’s night has come and gone so I thought to do an Eric Bogle song. It is about alcohol abuse and the people who generally suffer: the women and the children. Eric Bogle is a Scotsman who emigrated to Australia and has made many wonderful songs for example “green fields of france” or more famously “the band played waltzing matilda” which recounts the war fought in Galipoli Lyrics for GLASGOW LULLABY (by Eric Bogle) Chords that I use are GC and D. Happy playing. Hush wee babby for your daddies comin in Stumblin up the stairs and missin every yin Rotten wae beer and stinkin o gin He’s drunk again, as usual. Oh my god, it’s a weary weary life Who wid be a drinkin man’s wife Who wid thole a this trouble and strife Who but a silly woman. Hush wee babby he’s comin in the door Drunkin big feet skitin ower the floor He’s had a bucket but he’s thirstin for more He disnae ken when he’s beaten. Hush wee babby listen tae him sittin there Wi his bloodshot eyes and his tangled hair Mooth fu o big talk and eyes fu o dispair And blamin me as usual. Hush wee babby yer daddies gone tae bed The morn he’ll no remember a the things he said But his tongue was sharp and a the wounds they bled But then a’m used tae bleedin. Hush wee babby close yer weary eyes Cuddle intae mammy and stop yer tired crys And in the mornin when ye decide tae arise Yer mammy will be here waitin.