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Kincardine Lads / The Gaugers

[ Roud - ; trad.]

Cilla Fisher and Artie Trezise sang The Gaugers in 1976 on their eponymous Autogram album Cilla Fisher and Artie Trezise.

Jim Malcolm sang Come A’ Ye Kincardine Lads on Old Blind Dogs’ 2001 album Fit?. A live recording from their USA spring 2004 tour was released in 2005 on their CD Play Live. Susie Malcolm (née Allan) noted on the first album:

A song from the Stonehaven area which celebrates illicitly distilled whisky.

Lyrics

Cilla Fisher and Artie Trezise sing The Gaugers

O come a’ ye Kincardine lads
An’ come awa’ wi’ me,
An’ we’ll awa tae Sandy’s still
An’ drink the barley bree.

Chorus (after each verse):
Hi tum a doo, hi tum a daddy o
Hi tum a doo tum a daddy o

Last night I dreamed a dreamy dream,
I dreamed it yince afore;
I dreamed that oor guidman was chased
By the gaugers frae Drumore.

Noo Willie rode his auld grey mare,
He rode ’til the break o’ day,
Crying, “Lassie, lassie,guar’ yersel’
Fir there’s gaugers on the way!”

The guagers cam’ intae the hoose,
They gaed rieht up the stair;
They gaed intae the faither’s room
An’ they found the bottles there.

They pu’ed the blankets frae the bed
They pu’ed them on the flair
’Til Maggie she cam’ runnin’ ben,
Sayin’, “Ye buggers heid fir the door!”

The gaugers they hae ta’en the road
That leads back tae Drumore,
When Sandy got the bottles oot,
Sayin’ “Mak’ a barrel more.”

Noo Willie Callum made the lum,
He made it stoot an’ strang
That it wid stand the wear an’ tear
An’ mak’ the double strang.

O come a’ ye Kincardine lads
An’ come awa’ wi’ me,
An’ we’ll awa tae Sandy’s still
An’ drink the barley bree.

Old Blind Dogs sing Kincardine Lads

Come a’ ye Kincardine lads
And tak a dram wi me,
We’ll ging doon tae Sandy’s still
And tak the barley bree.

Chorus (after each verse):
Hi dum a doo dum a daddy o
Hi dum a doo dum a daddy o

Sandy rade his auld grey mare,
He rade tae break o day,
Sayin, “Laddie, laddie, gyan yersel’,
The gaugers are on their way!”

The gaugers they cam tae the hoose,
They went richt up the stair.
They searched the room, a’ rieht aroon
But they fund nae bottles there.

They pu’d the blankets aff the bed,
They threw them on the flair.
Maggie she cam runnin’ ben,
Sayin’, “Ye beggers get oot the door!”

Sandy Callum made the still,
He made it tae a plan.
So it would stand away oot there
And mak the doubles strang.