James Clark Jones

Lyrics

Glasgow

Glasgow, Glasgow
You’re beautiful that’s where I want to be
Glasgow, Glasgow
I’ve been away so long
But you still got a hold on me

I flew into Glasgow
Through the mist and through the rain
With a morning cup of coffee as the flight attendant came,
‘Fasten in, get ready boys’ in a quiet Scottish brogue
The history of you my child is on the tarmac below.

Glasgow, Glasgow
You’re beautiful that’s where I want to be
Glasgow, Glasgow
I’ve been away so long
But you still got a hold on me

Well we all flew out of Glasgow
And still I’m not sure why
There was something about a better life
Across the ocean skies
But all I ever heard, was all that we had lost
Maybe life was better if you don’t think about the cost

Glasgow, Glasgow
You’re beautiful that’s where I want to be
Glasgow, Glasgow
I’ve been away so long
But you still have a hold on me

My uncles were young men
When I was about ten
Cigarette smoke in the halls
And laughter through the walls

Glasgow, Glasgow
You’re beautiful that’s where I want to be
Glasgow, Glasgow
I’ve been away so long
But you still got a hold on me
But you still got a hold on me


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words and music JCJ