The Bus My Father Drove

The Bus My Father Drove


Sure l'm an Ibrox bus driver man, from Kinning Park I came,
To see my Bruces Battle Bus a goner and in flame,
And to tell them of my Microwave, my Wi-Fi and dodgy stove
That I might have the right to drive, the bus my father drove

It was old but it was insured, and its false number plates they are fine
It was resprayed at Derry, And the video went online
My father drove it as a youth in bygone days to Cove
And on the Twelfth I`d love to drive the bus my father drove

For those duped men who crossed the Boyne now have to catch the train
Our Ally, Walter, Durrant , and Sevco chums have no bus to maintain,
If the call should come we'll follow the drum, and cross that river by jove
That tomorrow's bus driver man may drive the bus my father drove

And when some day, across the sea to Easdales` depot you come,
We'll welcome you in royal style, to the sound of The Big Hoose Hun
And Rangers bills shall echo still, from lower leagues to rove
As we sing again the charcoal stain of the bus my father drove

 

Good one .....how does the tune go though .

 

and it's on the 12th we love to spend the cash our fore-fathers stole

 

you've got too much time on your hands, RL but bravo

 

We are getting more mileage out of this Bus than Rangers ever did.

 

Our bus died for your sins.

 

couldn't get it out of my head once it popped in there, the only cure is to write it down

 

140 miles of history up in smoke...

 

In my Father's depot are many coaches: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a seat for you.

 

For it is harder for a minibus to enter my Father's kingdom than for a Vanhool Skipper to pass through the eye of a needle.

 

Bless you bib. Today you will be with me in paradise (if they hadnae knocked it down).

 

I was playing a video game recently (possibly Sleeping Dogs or a Need for Speed game) and the chain of multi-level car parks in it appear to be called Paved Paradise

 

Next thing you know we'll be seeing the gers sponsored by the proclaimers.. and i would walk 500 miles and all that

 

There's alway the old Joni Mitchell classic Bib, Big Yellow Taxi:

They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
with a candlelit vigil, a bus, but nae wi-fi hotspot.

I'll call my own taxi now

 

Weeeeeelllll, they burnt all the buses and put up a bus museum

Then they charge all the people 99p for a video just to see 'em

 

Don't it always seem to go
you don't know what you've got til its gone..