Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sunday Driver , by - The Corries. Song from the album The Lads Among The Heather Vol.2, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 31.12.2004
Record label: GB
Song language: English
Sunday Driver |
| Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year |
| And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o' second gear |
| I can drive at fifty miles an hoor on motorway or track |
| With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back |
| There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy |
| And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums |
| And Auntie Jean |
| In a crowd of fifty trippers you can always pick me oot |
| By my Don’t blame me, I voted Tory sticker on the boot |
| Wi' my bunch of heather stickin' in ma radiator grille |
| And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill |
| There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy |
| And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums |
| And Auntie Peg |
| I’ve a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I’ve been |
| And my steering wheel is clad in simulated leopard-skin |
| Up front fae the drivin' mirror hangs a plastic skeleton |
| And in the back a dog wi' eyes that flicker off and on! |
| There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy |
| And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums |
| And Auntie May |
| I always drive as though my foot was restin' on the brake |
| And I weave aboot the road just so’s ye cannae overtake |
| I can get ye sae frustrated that ye’ll finish up in tears |
| And the sound of blarin' motor horns is music to my ears! |
| There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy |
| And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums |
| And Auntie Liz |
| Now if ye wonder how these weekly trips I can afford |
| It’s because I’m on a stipend from the Scottish Tourist Board |
| You’re supposed tae enjoy the scenery, the finest of it’s kind |
| And that is why I have a convoy followin' behind! |
| There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy |
| And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums |
| And Auntie Rose |
| There’s just no way of escaping me, no matter how ye seek |
| For the simple fact that I’m a traffic warden through the week |
| I’m boostin' my efficiency, and here’s my master plan |
| I’m savin' up my pennies for to buy a Caravan |
| There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy |
| And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums |
| And Auntie Gertrude |
| There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy |
| And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums |
| Yer gaun too fast |