Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Maggie-May."

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ Maggie-May."


(dedicato: IAN RANKIN)


O'... Who left me with OL' Maggie May, packed and clearly bagged! Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low; Rod Stewart, where's ya trousers!Our Man in Europe//dave delacroix?....


"...WHEN THE WIND goes height, when the wind goes low; Johnny don't lose ya trousers!? When the wind goes HEIGHT, when the wind goes LOW; Maggie, U in trouble!
Your Pappy there with a Shot-gun stare: my business takes me Everywhere?.... When the wind goes high, when the wind KILT low; Donald where your WHASSIT?

Now ONCE I loved sweet Maggie-May; she fell for just ANOTHER... blackguard Rod Stewart was his name, if ever YOU had sawn one! A scurvy knave; no Sporran to speak of; and as for his own SKEAN DHU? S'well! Let's not get into details?

SO...I sing my Highland Ceiili song, bagpipes, fife and drum! I wear my KILT and TARTAN pride, bonnie Sporran with some Gold inside... and dance the Sword or the Highland Fling; "Johnny where's ya Troosers!?"

And whilst NO-ONE thinks of the INFAMY, cursed upon SCOTLAND BRAVE, after "Culloden", starved and raped; starved Johnny and Bonnie Prince Charlie commin' home?

When the wind goes HEIGHT, when the wind goes low; Highland girls will reap the song? And who's to say how Justice goes excepting IN A SONG:

"WE JACOBITE'S BY NAME
lend an ear, lend an ear:
We Jacobite's by name.....lend an ear?...."?

Now once I love a Highland girl; my Maggie-May,  in the heather, in the Glens, by the lochs and over the hills, which to this day, still thrills?....



c2017,davedelacroix.,sicily,far, far away.




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