IRON HORSE



Come hieland men, come lowland men come every man on earth man

And I'll tell you how I got on atween Dundee and Perth, man

I gaed upon an iron road, a rail they did it ca', man

An' ruggit by an iron horse, an awful beast to draw, man



Then first and foremost near the door, there was a wee bit wicket

It was there they gar'd me pay my ride, and they gied me a ticket

I gaed awa' up through a hoose, sat doon upon a kist, man

Tae tak' a look on all I saw on the great big iron beast, man



There was hooses in a long straight raw, a' standing upon wheels, man

And then the chiels that fed the horse were as black as a pair o' de'ils, man

And the ne'er a thing they gied the brute but only coals tae eat, man

He was the queerest beast that e'er I saw, for he had wheels for feet, man



A chap cam' up and roon his cap he wore a yellow band, man

He bade me gang and tak' my seat; says I "I'd rather stand, man"

He spiered if I was gaun tae Perth, says I, "An that I be, man

But I'm weel enough for whaur I am, because I want tae see, man"



He said I was the greatest fule that e'er he saw on earth, man

For t'was just the hooses on the wheels that gaed frae this tae Perth, man

And then he laughed and wondered hoo I hadna mair discernment

Says I, "The ne'er a ken kent I; I thocht the whole concern went"



The beast it roared and aff we gaed, through water, earth and stanes, man

We ran at sic a fearfu' rate, I thocht we'd brake our banes, man

Till by and by we stoppit at a place ca'ed something Gowrie

But ne'er a word had I tae say, but only sit and glower aye



Then after that, we made a halt and in comes yellow band man

He asked for the ticket and I a' my pockets fand, man

But ne'er a ticket I could get - I tint it on the road, man

So he gar'd me pay for't ower again, or else gang aff to quod, man



Then after that we crossed the Tay and landit into Perth, man

I vow it was the queerest place that e'er I saw on earth, man

For the houses and the iron horse were far aboon the land, man

And hoo they got them up the stairs I canna understand, man



But noo I'm safely landit and my feet are on the sod, man

When I gang tae Dundee again I'll tak' anither road, man

Though I should tramp upon my feet till I'm nae fit tae stand, man

Catch me again when I'm ta'en in wi' a chap in a yellow band, man



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recorded by Ewan MacColl

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