Ye’ll No Sit Here

• source: From the anti-Polaris demonstrations at Holy Loch, 1961
• Words: Thurso Berwick
• Tune: Hey, Jock, Ma Cuddy

1. Doon at Ard­nad­um, sit­tin’ at the pier
   When Ah heard a polis shout, ‘Ye’ll no sit here!’

Cho­rus:
‘Ay but Ah wull sit here!’
‘Naw, but ye’ll no sit here!’
‘Aye, but Ah wull! ‘Naw but ye’ll no!’
‘Aye, but Ah wull sit here!’

2. ’Twas chief Inspec­tor Run­cie, enhanc­ing his career,
   Pranc­ing up an’ doon the road like Yogi Bear.
3. He caa’d for help tae Glesca, they near­ly chowed his ear:
   We’ve got the Gers and Celtic demon­stra­tors here.
4. He tele­phoned the sodgers, but did­nae mak it clear.
   The sodgers sent doon Andy Stew­art tae volunteer.
5. He radioed the White Hoose, but a’ that he could hear
   Wis twa‘¦wan‘¦zero — an’ the set went queer.
6. For Jack had drapt an H‑bomb an’ gied his-sel a shroud,
   An’ met wi’ Bil­ly Gra­ham on a wee white cloud.

• Ye’ll no sit here (spo­ken words for pronunciation)
• Ye’ll no sit here (sung)

Notes

This song is a typ­i­cal Scots anti-nuclear-weapons song, based on a rude Glas­gow ‘street’ song. this is the 1960s ver­sion, which was revised for use in the 1970s, then the 1980s, then again in 2006 when the loca­tion was Faslane and the vil­lains were updat­ed, and the police tried not to laugh!