Mighty fly 4A Scot

Mighty fly 4A Scot

Sing it Gerry sing sing sing
Beyond your Scottish origin
Beyond the life of just one man
Or one place, or time
Sing it Gerry sing

Hum it Gerry lots o'hums
Your sweet voice, Big Yin's strums
Guitars twang and crashing drums
Hooraaay teenage Humblebums
Sing it Gerry sing

With the Wheel you grew
Into your talent, with a few
Hits; one really flew
Stuck in the middle
With you
Go Gerry go go go

Stuck with them: no bloody fear
self-belief: a new career
Songs of hope, of moments dear
And faith, and joy and cheer
Raise me Gerry, give me wings

Some days when my spirits fall
You lift me up, and stand me tall
The sax's sexy haunting call
And guitars that sing?. A thrilling thrall
Take me Gerry, to Baker Street

In City tracks I seek respite
A forward journey ! Stuff my plight!
You take my hand, we see the light
Today's dark fears are put to flight
Thanks Gerry thanks

Could have been's get thrown away
What if ? has well outdone its stay
Why me?'s tougher, but hey!
As he sings: 'it's a brand new day'
Help me Gerry, I can do it (I must)