[Bloemche]

*sing*
Campeltown Loch, I wish you where Whisky
Campeltown Loch juchhei,
Campeltown Loch, I wish you where Whisky
I would drink ye dry

*miteinstimm*

Oh! Campbeltown Loch, Ah wish ye were whisky!Campbeltown Loch, Och Aye!Campbeltown Loch, I wish ye were whisky!Ah wid drink ye dry.

Now Campbeltown Loch is a beautiful place,But the price of the whiskey is grim.How nice it would be if the whiskey was freeAnd the Loch was filled up to the brim.

I'd buy a yacht with the money I've gotAnd I'd anchor it out in the bay.If I wanted a nip I'd go in for a dipI'd be swimmin' by night and by day.

We'd have a gathering of the clansThey'd come from near and farI can see them grin as they're wading inAnd shouting "Slainte mhor!".

But what if the boat should overturnAnd drowned in the Loch was I?You'd hear me shout, you'd hear me call out"What a wonderful way to die !"

But what's this I see, ochone for meIt's a vision to make your blood freeze.It's the police afloat in a dirty big boat.

And they're shouting: "Time, gentlemen, please!"