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Post by robertcockburn1 on Mar 14, 2011 18:10:30 GMT 1
its no a joke bein broke wae yur erse right in the guttur when i look at you i see mysell and people start tae muttur..
you went your road and i went many we were lads fae oor the back you stayed on the straight and narrow and i went aff the track..
wae yur good wee joab and faithful wife and two weans to make ye proud i've nae regrets fur whit i've done i wear it like a shroud..
the time has come tae tell this tale two boys fae a broken home as you play happy families i walk the streets alone..
this last wee thought of oor humble past two brothers named MacLean oor wee maw did the best she could cos she did it oan hur ain..
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Post by lindyloo22 on Mar 14, 2011 19:19:06 GMT 1
Coby that wid bring tears tae a gless eye
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