Southern bound from Glasgow town She’s shining in the sun My Scotstoun lassie On a border run We’re whistling down the hillsides And tearing up the climbs I’m just a thiever stealing time In the Border Reiver
Three hundred thousand on the clock And plenty more to go Crash box and lever She needs the heel and toe She’s not too cold in winter But she cooks me in the heat I’m a six-foot driver but you can’t adjust the seat In the Border Reiver
‘Sure as the Sunrise’ That’s what they say about the Albion ‘Sure as the Sunrise’, that’s what they say About the Albion and she’s an Albion She’s an Albion
The Ministry don’t worry me My paperwork’s alright They can’t touch me I got my sleep last night It’s knocking out a living wage In 1969 I’m just a thiever stealing time In the Border Reiver
‘Sure as the Sunrise’ That’s what they say about the Albion ‘Sure as the Sunrise’, that’s what they say About the Albion and she’s an Albion She’s an Albion