Scots Abroad
They built the bridges and the tunnels
Climbed the hills that bear their names
Always first to charge in battle
And the first to charge again
You can recognise their accent
And they'll tell you that you're wrong, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
In the middle of the deepest jungle
There they are again
I flew across to China
And they met me off the plane
Wherever they may live
Well, they look like they belong, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
There's a nurse at the mission
With a doctor standing by
The old man in the corner
With a sad, whisky eye
The tea-planter's widow
She's been waiting here so long, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
Some are good, some are bad
The angels and the thieves
The explorer, who finds the land
And never, ever leaves
The weary adventurer
Who just keeps moving on, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're the ones who write the stories
And they never hesitate
To face up to the challenges
And punch above their weight
They live in every country
And they look like they belong, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
There is no mistaking where they're from
There is no mistaking where they're from
Climbed the hills that bear their names
Always first to charge in battle
And the first to charge again
You can recognise their accent
And they'll tell you that you're wrong, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
In the middle of the deepest jungle
There they are again
I flew across to China
And they met me off the plane
Wherever they may live
Well, they look like they belong, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
There's a nurse at the mission
With a doctor standing by
The old man in the corner
With a sad, whisky eye
The tea-planter's widow
She's been waiting here so long, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
Some are good, some are bad
The angels and the thieves
The explorer, who finds the land
And never, ever leaves
The weary adventurer
Who just keeps moving on, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're the ones who write the stories
And they never hesitate
To face up to the challenges
And punch above their weight
They live in every country
And they look like they belong, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
They're from the streets of Aberdeen and the small border town
From the Hebridean Islands and all the country round
They travelled to a new land and they sing a different song, but
There is no mistaking where they're from
There is no mistaking where they're from
There is no mistaking where they're from
Credits
Writer(s): Ian Mccalman
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