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WURRUM AND THE SPARRA

MATT MCGINN SONG
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THE WURRAM AND THE SPARRA

by

Matt McGinn

 

It was down by Glasgow Green

That the fight took place between

The poor wee wurram and the great big sparra

It was a terrible fight

But things turned out alright

For the wurram was protected by his father

 

In the dead of night unseen

In the heart of Glasgow Green

There wriggled in the grass a poor wee wurram

He had stumbled down a hole

That was put there by a mole

And was wishing that his father would come for him

 

He was all begrotten eyed

As he wriggled and he cried

And he listened for the footsteps of his father

But long before the light

Of the sunshine came in sight

The poor wee wurram was gobbled by a sparra

 

It was down by Glasgow Green

That the fight took place between

The poor wee wurram and the great big sparra

It was a terrible fight

But things turned out alright

For the wurram was protected by his father

 

Now like Jonah in the whale

He began to weep and wail

For the bird had chewed him into tiny scraps

But his father heard him screaming

Though he thought he must be dreaming

He got out of bed saying, ‘That’s my son, perhaps’

 

It was down by Glasgow Green

That the fight took place between

The poor wee wurram and the great big sparra

It was a terrible fight

But things turned out alright

For the wurram was protected by his father

 

Now the wurram’s father was worried

As through the grass he scurried

For, you see, he was his only pride and joy

And when he was looking for him

He met another wurram

And he asked the wurram, ‘Have you seen my boy?’

 

It was down by Glasgow Green

That the fight took place between

The poor wee wurram and the great big sparra

It was a terrible fight

But things turned out alright

For the wurram was protected by his father

 

It was then that he first heard

The story of the bird

And he got awfa angry and he ran

Then the poor wee wurram’s father

Came right up to the sparrow

And he fought him just as if he was a man

 

Well the tension, it got heightened

And the sparra, he got frightened

And he muttered and he spluttered and he coughed

Then the wurram saw his son

All splattered on the grun

And he stitched him up and baith o them ran off

 

It was down by Glasgow Green

That the fight took place between

The poor wee wurram and the great big sparra

It was a terrible fight

But things turned out alright

For the wurram was protected by his father

 

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