Oor wey

This post is entirely the fault of WRH2, who left a comment on the previous post and gave me a mad idea that refused to leave my head until I wrote it down.  Evil cybernatty person, and there was me planning to watch some mindless Canadian sci-fi.

 

And noo, the vote is near

and so we face, the indy ballot

We hope, we face doon fear

and Westminster’s stick which has nae carrot

we walk doon every street

we chap on every door and windae

but mair, much mair than this, w’ur daein it oor wey

 

Regrets, the Beeb has a few

thanks tae Wings, Newsnet and Bella

They did what the Beeb didn’t do, and saw through Tory inventions

We spread the light of truth, we campaign throughout the country,

and mair, much mair than this, w’ur daein it oor wey

 

Aye there are times, I’m sure you know

that we get telt, that we can’t do it

But as they mooth fears smears and doot

We chew it up, we spit it oot

We face it aw, and we staund tall, and dae it oor wey

　
We tweet, we blog, we post

We fill the halls with public meetings

And noo, we laugh at scares, for we can see Darling is losing

Tae think, we’re daein aw that

Aw bi wursels, an in wur ain wey

Oh aye, oh aye it’s yes, w’ur daein it oor wey

　

For what is Scotland, what has it got?

It has a people, who will not be bought

We’ll say the things we truly feel, and not the lies of media speil

Let independence, in hope commence, w’ur daein it oor wey

　

Yes, this is oor wey