SHE DOES LIKE A LITTLE DROP OF SCOTCH
 
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Since my old woman went to Scotland for a holiday
She's got Scotland on the brain
She's driving me insane
She used to give me eggs and bacon for my breakfast once
But I've been eating nothing else but porridge now for months

Chorus: She does like a little bit of scotch, d'ye ken?
She does like a little bit of scotch.
In the middle of the night she begins to sing
Jumps out of bed and does a highland fling
She's christened me Sandy
Her ways you ought to watch
It's a braw brecht moon licht nicht d'ye ken?
She does like a little drop of scotch, och aye!
She does like a little bit of scotch.

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She wears a Tammy Shanter now when she goes walking out
And an awful craze she's got - growing thistles in a pot
In church last Sunday morning she created quite a scene
She forgot herself and started singing Jean from Aberdeen

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Performed by Billy Williams (1877-1915)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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