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Mull, the 1st time |
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Over
to Mull, just Stephen and I We
were playing there just the one night Then
over to Oban the very next day The
weekend should be alright The
road to Mull was winding and long And
two ferries we had to catch It
was an adventure to travel so far As
an island’s a bit off our patch But
not to be outdone we went on our way And
finally we arrived safe on Mull I
didn’t get sea-sick which pleased me no-end As
the weather was windy and dull We
found MacGochan’s and wandered inside And
ordered a drink and a bite We
spoke to the barmaid who dropped a hint That
we were playing there an extra night Not
to worry, clean pants we had brought But
what would we do there all day We’d
worry tomorrow whenever we rise Let’s
get tonight out of the way The
craic there was brilliant, the gig went down well But
at the end I’d lost my voice I
was croaky and squeaky what would I do So
I was quiet – I had no other choice When
we woke the next morning (well lunchtime in fact) We
had coffee and decided what to do “Let’s
go for a pub crawl in Tobermory!” Then
we found out there were only two All
afternoon we sat in the pub And
talked about days gone by About
childhood, the future and having a laugh Then
Stephen looked up to this guy
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“Hello!”
said the guy “it’s ol’ Cheesy Broon!” I
wondered what he had taken But
Cheesy was Stephen’s nickname in school Another
story to tell in the making It
turned out the guy was an old friend from school They’d
not been in touch for years It
is a small world after all So
they talked over several beers We
all chatted for ages then we had to go There
was work that had to be done Back
to change for another night How
I love this life of fun! Night
number two was equally good A
few new faces that night They
boogied away till the very last song Mull
is really alright As
we packed up the gear for our journey home We
saw someone had been very bad They’d
reversed their vehicle into our van And
Stephen was pretty mad No
sorry note to say “here’s my details I
misjudged the length of my car” How
can you live with yourself you big shite But
we’ll find out who you are We’re
coming back to Mull again But
this time on a mission We’re
taking back-up so be very scared And
watch your parking position!!
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