I'm living up in Canada, and I'm Canadian
Scottish Canadian with opportunity
I could have been a manager of a brewery
Making beer for everyone but most of all for me
My father was a soda jerk, my mom an office clerk
But neither one of those was good enough for me
I could have moved into the hill, and ran a few stills
And made a fortune selling hooch beyond the law
Pour decisions, a punk musician just ain't as cute at 53
I used to be a lumberjack, and I'm ok with that
I wore suspenders, little panties, and a bra
I used to be a socialist, a sort of communist
Now I'm a pessimist and I don't care at all
I could have been a minister, a holy predator
A man of faith you really wouldn't want to meet
Perhaps a scientologist, just as a hobbyist
And start a cult that's turning people into sheep
Pour decisions, a punk musician just ain't as cute at 53
I have forsaken money makin'
Yeah, you still wish you were me
1 | Drink Some More |
2 | Farewell to Nova Scotia |
3 | Bugger Off |
4 | Loch Lomond |
5 | Chip |
6 | Smokin' Bowl |
7 | Scots Wha' Ha'e |
8 | The Catalpa |
9 | Guy On Stage |
10 | Skye Boat Song |