Song: Like a blue-arsed fly

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(To the melody of Wild Mountain Thyme)

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Oh the tour guide seasons coming,

And our visitors are booking,

Big wheels they will be turning,

While the midnight oil is burning.

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We will tour, but will you go?

And we’ll all tour together, 

Filled with Scottish pride and humour,

Each tour made into a bloomer,

Will ye tour, will ye come?

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I will guide you round a tower,

I will lead you up a mountain,

Explain the names of flowers,

Sprinkle knowledge like a fountain.

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I will roam the country o’er,

Always leave them wanting more,

Secret treasure I will find,

If not outside, in the mind,

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IF my Scotland, dearest be,

Will again shine bright for me,

I ‘ll always be your bard,

Even .when I’m in the yard.

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Oh, the tour guide seasons coming,

And our visitors are booking,

Big wheels they will be a turning,

While the midnight oil is burning.

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Roland Morrison