He got steaming in the Bluebell,
he got steaming up the Oak
He managed to get steaming
when he was stony fucking broke
Scots Jimmy,
a name known for miles around
Before you’d picked your pint up
he’d put his empty down
A man so soaked in alcohol,
a man too stoned to think
A man who lost his heart and soul,
to the demon that is drink
Today you should have been 62
but it was never meant to be
Alone and drunk you froze to death
in the hills of Lockerbie
Happy birthday Jimmy
No comments:
Post a Comment