Lyrics
Scotland's Depraved
(Not always the words 3 Pints Gone sings)
Chorus:
Bring me the whiskey, Mother,
I'm feeling frisky, Mother,
Bring me a sheep to keep me warm through the night;
Bring me my little brother,
He'll be my one true lover
England may rule the world, but Scotland's depraved.
Bring me my little sister,
You'll see how much I've missed her
England may rule the world, but Scotland's depraved.
Bring me the preacher's daughter,
You'll see how much I've taught her
England may rule the world, but Scotland's depraved.
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