The Road to Leven

When I wake up, I have to shake up

The planes have been going all night long

And when I go out, sure there’s no doubt 

I’m gonna be the first to get along

It’s sure blowing, but still showing

Sunny views from Barnbougle ridge

Then I haver, ‘cos I’ve no waiver

The only way to Fife is ‘cross that bridge 

The Thane of Fife, he had a wife

Who fuelled ignoble ambition 

But going straight to the top, you’re sure of a drop

So going the long way’s my mission 

Stop at Kinghorn at the end of morn

I hear fish & chips are just great

We blather away, could be here all day

But for food it’s a rather long wait 

When I go I soon think back

To my time in Silvester

It was fun in a six-pack

For a few great semesters 

I look at the ocean

Trying hard to say when

With all the commotion  

Will I come here again 

Girvan no more 

Saltcoats no more

Irvine no more

Now Methil no more 

Dundee