Song Description
Life in the school yard.
Song Length |
3:03 |
Genre |
World - Celtic |
Lyrics
Urban Hero
©, Willie McCulloch, 2004
Oh Cameron was a fighter, they say he came from Glasgey
A callus on his forehead from stickin in the heed
His nose was aft tae one side, it never had time fer mendin`
The skin was rough and hairy, and the man would never bleed
He stuck oot in the schoolyard like a pimple on the chin
He wisnae verry tall but there was something in the eyes?
That told ye keep yer distance, fer ye don?t know where he?s goin`
And a certain lack of freshness, ye knew where he had been?
A strong mon, a stinky mon, a hielandmon was he
Brought up in the Gorbels, in the city by the sea
From the book of Urban Heros, the mon he stood alone
Just the thought of bein` near him, would chill ye tae the bone..
It wasnae verry long before big Tammy caught his eye
I remember it was Friday for the ambulance was there
Big Tammy made his move and said taeday yer gonna die
Then Cameron attacked him like a big auld grizzly bear
The blood ran doun the schoolyard an? a crackin` o`the bone
Children ran in terror, the screams were heard fer miles
Then oot of the commotion, the winner stood triumphant
The only time I saw him with a glimmer of a smile
A strong mon, a stinky mon, a hielandmon was he
Brought up in the Gorbels in the city by the sea
From the book of Urban Heros, the mon he stood alone
Just the thought of bein` near him, would chill ye tae the bone..
Now after all the years I spent avoidin` him in school
I saw him come towards on the High Street where it bends
We talked and then he said would ye like tae have a pint
Now wouldn?t you believe it, we became the best of friends
A strong mon, a stinky mon, a hielandmon was he
Brought up in the Gorbels, in the city by the sea
From the book of Urban Heros, the mon he stood alone
Just the thought of bein` near him, would chill ye tae the bone..