Chorus: When yellow's on the broom When yellow's on the broom I'll tak' ye on the road again When yellow's on the broom
I ken ye dinna like it, lass, Tae winter here in toon For the scaldies aye miscry us And they try tae put us doon But it's hard to raise three bairns In a single flea-box room So I'll tak' ye on the road again When yellow's on the broom
The scaldies cry us 'tinker dirt' And sconce our bairns in school Who cares what a scaldy thinks For a scaldy's but a fool He never heard the yarlin's song Nor seen the flax in bloom For they're a' cooped up in hooses When the yellow's on the broom
No sale for pegs or baskets, noo So just to stay alive We have tae work at scaldy jobs Frae nine o'clock till five But we call no man our master For we own the world's room And we'll bid fareweel tae Brechin When the yellow's on the broom
I'm weary for the springtime Tae tak' the road yince mair For the plantin' and the pearlin' And the berry fields of Blair We'll meet up wi' oor kinfolk From a' the country roon' When the ganaboot folk tak' the road And the yellow's on the broom.