1 We're the lads fae the tap o the hill,
We never worked, never will,
We're on the Bureau;
We're the lads fae Mid Craigie,
Whar there's work ye'll no see me,
We're on the Bureau;
We got a job at Walker's at the spinnin,
We sang that sang Oor Maggie had a Bairn,
Oh the gaffer didna like that sang,
We werena in the job verra lang,
Spinnin bye, bye.
2 We're the lads fae the tap o the hill,
We never worked, never will,
We're on the Bureau;
We're the lads fae Mid Kirk Style,
If we saw work we'd run for a mile,
We're on the Bureau;
We got a job in the boatyaird at the stagin,
Wisna lang before we had the gaffer ragin,
For we stood on a plank that wisna there,
An we went flyin through the air,
Boatyaird bye, bye.
3 We're the lads fae the tap o the hill,
Never worked, never will,
We're on the Bureau;
We're the lads fae the Gelly Burn,
If we see work we'll dae aboot turn,
We're on the Bureau;
We got a job wi Johnny Lang the bookie,
Collectin lines at the corner o St Rookie
We gien oot to much sub,
Spent the rest in Rosie's pub,
Bookie bye, bye.
4 We're the lads fae the tap o the hill,
Never worked, never will,
We're on the Bureau;
We're the lads fae Norrie's Pend,
Never worked, don't intend,
We're on the Bureau;
We went doon ae Friday for oor money,
The cash clerk says, "Now lads ye think ye're funny,
You've run oot o stamps ye see,
Now ye're on the UAB,
Bureau bye, bye."
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