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This track was recorded live for the Greater Shawlands Republic's first podcast.
Based on an origonal poem 'The United Colours of Cumnock' by Jim Monaghan.
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The United Colours of Cumnock
My town is a green town, but it's not a 'fuck the queen' green town,
it's a tree in every scene town,
wae gairdens freshly dug.
That's green that pours through every crack,
through pavements, viaducts, fitba' parks,
where men who suffer heart attacks,
go walks wae three-leg dugs.
My town is a blue town, a 'who the fuck are you' town,
a 'what school did you go to' town
and 'are you one of us?'
That's blue that seeps through doors and walls,
fae pubs and bookies, village halls,
where men would guard old Derry's walls,
instead o' guarding us.
These towns are built from bricks and steel
From wages earned under the wheel
Into the black the men were sent
Where nane o mine will go
My town was once a red town, another miner dead town,
a men who fought and bled town,
wae brave and stalwart wives.
That's red that came fae meeting rooms,
fae folk that worked the pumps and looms.
when burgh bands played different tunes,
and we marched for better lives.
These towns are built from bricks and steel
From wages earned under the wheel
Into the black the men were sent
Where nane o mine will go
But now my town's a grey town, a 50 mils a day town,
a watch life slip away town,
a tunnel wae nae light.
That's grey that weeps fae dying eyes,
bewildered parents, children's cries,
wae skinny arms and stick-like thighs,
and nae strength left to fight
These towns are built from bricks and steel
From wages earned under the wheel
Into the black the men were sent
Where nane o mine will go
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