I've been wi' a couple o' cronies One or two pals o' my ain We went in a hotel And we did very well And then we came out once again Then we went into anither And that is the reason I'm fu' We had six deoch-an-doruses, then sang a chorus Just listen, I'll sing it to you I belong to Glasgow Dear old Glasgow town But what's the matter wi' Glasgow For it's goin' roun' and roun'! I'm only a common old working chap As anyone here can see But when I get a couple o' drinks on a Saturday Glasgow belongs to me! There's nothing in keeping your money And saving a shilling or two If you've nothing to spend Then you've nothing to lend Why that's all the better for you There no harm in taking a drappie It ends all your trouble and strife It gives ye the feeling that when you get home You don't give a hang for the wife! I belong to Glasgow Dear old Glasgow town But what's the matter wi' Glasgow For it's goin' roun' and roun'! I'm only a common old working chap As anyone here can see But when I get a couple o' drinks on a Saturday Glasgow belongs to me!