THE DUNDEE GHOST (THE HAUNTED SINGLE END)

(THE) DUNDEE GHOST

by

Matt McGinn

Noo a deid man seldom walks

He very rarely talks

It's no' very often you'll find one runnin' aroond

But I am a refugee

Fae a graveyard in Dundee

And I've come tae haunt some hooses in Glesga toon

I've come tae haunt some hooses in Glesga toon

The reason I arose

Was tae get masel' some clothes

For it really gets hell of a cauld below the ground

But I whispered tae masel,

‘Ach, I think I might as well

Hing aroond for a while and hae some fun

Hing aroond for a while and hae some fun’

A man put oot his light

On a cauld and wintery night

I showed him one of my eyes and slapped his heid

He says, ‘Oh’ and I says, ‘Boo!’

He says, ‘Who the hell are you?’

I says, ‘Don't be feart, I'm only a man that's deid

Don't be feart I'm only a man that's deid’

Now the fella knelt and prayed

And this was what he said,

‘Why in the name of God have you picked on me?’

So I pulled away his rug

And I skelpt him one on the lug

‘The reason’ says I, ‘I'll very soon let you see’

‘The reason’ says I, ‘I'll very soon let you see’

When he brought the polis in

I battered him one on the chin

The polis turned aroond and he blamed my friend

He marched him to the jail

He'll be in there quite a while

But I'll see naebody takes his single-end

I'll see naebody takes his single-end

Now the polis thought him daft

And a lot of people laughed

When the fella said a ghost was in his hoose

But what the fella said was true

And I might be visiting you

So just remember I'm still on the loose

Just remember I'm still on the loose