[Verse 1]
G C G
I sing of a river I'm happy beside.
E A D
The song that I sing is a song of the Clyde.
G C G
Of all Scottish rivers it's dearest to me.
Em D G
It flows from Leadhills all the way to the sea.
Am D G Em
It borders the orchards of Lanark so fair,
Am B7 Em D
Meanders through meadows with sheep grazing there,
G C
And from Glasgow to Greenock, in towns on each side,
G Em D G
The hammers' ding-dong is the song of the Clyde.
[Chorus]
G C G
Oh the river Clyde, the wonderful Clyde!
Em D
The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride,
G C G
And I'm satisfied, whate'er may betide,
Em D G
The sweetest of song is the song of the Clyde.
[Verse 2]
G C G
Imagine we've left Craigendoran behind,
E A D
And wind-happy yachts by Kilcreggan we find.
G C G
At Kirn and Dunoon and Innellan we stay,
Em D G
Then Scotland’s Madeira—that's Rothesay, they say—
Am D G Em
Or maybe by Fairlie and Largs we will go,
Am B7 Em D
Or over to Millport that thrills people so,
G C
Maybe journey to Arran it can't be denied,
G Em D G
Those scenes all belong to the song of the Clyde.
[Chorus]
G C G
Oh the river Clyde, the wonderful Clyde!
Em D
The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride,
G C G
And I'm satisfied, whate'er may betide,
Em D G
The sweetest of song is the song of the Clyde.
[Verse 3]
- Guitar stays at same rhythm, vocals speed up!
G
There's Paw an' Maw doon at the Broomielaw.
C G
They're goin' doon the watter for The Fair.
E
There's Bob an' Mary, on the Govan Ferry,
A D
Wishin' jet propulsion could be there.
G
There's steamers cruisin', and there's buddies snoozin',
C G
And there's laddies fishin' frae the pier;
Em
An' Paw's perspirin', very near expirin',
D G
As he rows a boat frae there to here.
Am D
With eyes a-flashin', it is voted smashin,
G Em
To be walkin' daily on the prom:
Am B7
And May and Evelyn are in seventh heaven
Em D
As thy stroll along with Dick and Tom;
G
And Dumbarton Rock to ev'ry Jean and Jock,
C
Extends a welcome that is high and wide:
G Em
Seems to know that they are on their homeward way
D G
To hear the song of the Clyde.
[Chorus]
G C G
Oh the river Clyde, the wonderful Clyde!
Em D
The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride,
G C G
And I'm satisfied, whate'er may betide,
Em D G
The sweetest of song is the song of the Clyde.