YOU CANNAE KICK AROUND HERE

YOU CANNAE KICK AROUND HERE

by

Matt McGinn

You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You couldnae kick your granny

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You cannae kick around here

When I was just a laddie

I went and asked my maw

If I could hae a tanner

Tae buy a tanner baw

The tanner baw, she gave me

And I went oot to play

But everywhere I took it

I heard the polis say

‘You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You couldnae kick your granny

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You cannae kick around here’

Then I played for the Rovers

And I felt very proud

When I rushed up the centre

You should have heard the crowd

I’d make a shoot for goal

And you’d hear them roar and cheer

But then the baw went past the post

And this is what you’d hear

‘You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You couldnae kick your granny

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You cannae kick around here’

My fitba days are over

And I’ll be playing nae mair

I had to see the doctor

Because my leg was sair

He tried some embrocation

And gied my leg a rub

Then says he, ‘Ye’d better go and buy yourself a pub because

You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae kick around here, naw

You cannae kick around here

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You couldnae kick your granny

You cannae, cannae, cannae

You cannae kick around here’