Lyrics

I’ll sing of a river I'm happy beside
The song that I sing is a song of the Clyde
Of all Scottish rivers it's famous to me
It flows from Leadhills all the way to the sea.

It borders the orchards of Lanark so fair
Meanders through meadows with sheep grazing there
But from Glasgow to Greenock the sound on each side
The hammers' ding-dong that’s the song of the Clyde.

Oh the river Clyde, the wonderful Clyde
The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride
And I'm satisfied whate'er may betide
The sweetest of songs is the song of the Clyde.

Imagine you've left Craigendoran behind
And wind-happy yachts by Kilcreggan you’ll find
At Kirn and Dunoon and Innellan we’ll stray
To Scotland’s Madeira that's Rothesay they say.

Then maybe by Fairlie and Largs we will go
Or over to Millport that thrills people so
But from Glasgow to Greenock it can't be denied
These scenes all belong to the song of the Clyde.

Oh the river Clyde the wonderful Clyde
The name of it thrills me and fills me with pride
And I'm satisfied whate'er may betide
The sweetest of songs is the song of the Clyde.