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Jun 23 2008, 7:59 AM EDT
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Jun 23 2008, 5:32 AM EDT
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Change: Have they all gone the way of the yards on the Clyde?The 5 o'clock horn the gates open wideAlong Springburn Road a thousand feet would stride On Friday nights straight to Kay Street for a tubSteaming hot water, carbolic soap and a scrubSaturday half
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Jun 19 2008, 10:30 AM EDT
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Change: first example. CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE 1920's, 30's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70’s!! First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us and lived in houses made of asbestos. They took aspirin, ate blue
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Feb 19 2008, 7:07 PM EST
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Change: Bonny sent me a wee site th'night oan James McFadden an' ah nivir knew he came fae SPRINGBURN, SCOTLAND'S HERO against the French an' he
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Feb 19 2008, 3:03 PM EST
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Change: A glimpse of how things used to be I stood upon the bridgehead thereThe seventies: big shoes and hairThe older world of dunny stairsSide by side with tartan flares Oblivious to coming thingsThe Corporation planners' whimsI played on Paddy Orrs, behindThe tall
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Feb 19 2008, 2:01 PM EST
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Feb 8 2008, 6:45 AM EST
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Change: A' am born and bred frae a wee Scottish toonA remember the days when hauf a croon,Could buy a wean mony a Lucky BagWhoppers an' Dainties an a Sweetie Fag,Parma Violets wi' a taste o' their ainPokie Hats that widnae keep oot the rain,Sookers,Soor
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Feb 8 2008, 6:09 AM EST
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Change: ................................... THE SEVEN HILLS OF SPRINGBURNBORN - BALGRAYHILL SCHOOLED - PETERSHILL WORKED - KEPPOCHILL MARRIED - SPRINGBURN HILL SICK - STOBHILL DOMICILED - BARNHILL RESTED - SIGHTHILL ..............................This wondeful poem was found by my sister in a loft not sure about the author?Old Springburn –
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Feb 3 2008, 10:30 AM EST
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Change: We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. We built tree houses and cubby houses and played in river beds with matchbox cars. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's,
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Jan 23 2008, 9:43 PM EST
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Change: THE SEVEN HILLS OF SPRINGBURNBORN - BALGRAYHILL SCHOOLED - PETERSHILL WORKED - KEPPOCHILL MARRIED - SPRINGBURN HILL SICK - STOBHILL DOMICILED - BARNHILL RESTED - SIGHTHILL This wondeful poem was found by my sister in a loft not sure about the author?Old Springburn – 50 Years On Where
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Jan 17 2008, 3:12 PM EST
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Change: by John McLean Dumbarton 1998A dumplin' is a special treat your grannie makes for you,She has a special recipe; she cooks it like a stewShe doesnae use a measure; shwe doeasnae use a scaleShe uses just her ain two hands and mixes in a pail.
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Jan 17 2008, 11:41 AM EST
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Jan 17 2008, 11:38 AM EST
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Change: Ye can eat it hot, ye can it it cold, ye can eat it fried wi' eggs Wi' custard if you're feelin' bold, tae put strength intae yer legs! An' when you're feelin' tired, an when you're feelin' low A slice o' grannies dumplin' will set you all aglow. CHORUS
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Jan 17 2008, 11:19 AM EST
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Change: Ye can eat it hot, ye can eat it cold, ye can eat it fried wi' eggs Wi' custard if your feelin' bold, tae put strength intae your legs! An' when you're feelin' tired, an' when your feelin' low A slice o' Grannies dumplin' will set you all aglow esnae
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Jan 17 2008, 11:10 AM EST
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Change: Ye can eat it hot, ye can eat it cold, ye can eat it fried wi' eggs Wi' custard if your feelin' bold, tae put strength intae your legs! An' when you're feelin' tired, an' when your feelin' low A slice o' Grannies dumplin' will set you all aglow esnae
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Jan 11 2008, 1:14 PM EST
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Change: Old Springburn 50 years on This wondeful poem was found by my sister in a loft not sure about the author?Old Springburn – 50 Years On Where is the Springburn of my childhood days The backcourts, the warehouse, the children at play Where are the
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Jan 11 2008, 1:13 PM EST
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Change: A couple of my pals worked in Quins Top Bar when we were in our early 20's in the 1970's and we used to frequent it the nights they were behind the bar for bumper measures of vodka and orange ! Extract from the MySongbook website. (Big Arturo) Doon
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Jan 11 2008, 1:06 PM EST
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Change: nicks and nacks Found in the midden in mouldy sacks My Springburn hame was first tae me The safest place I'll ever be The Cooncil knocked it doon I see But here it stays in memory J MCGOVERNHOWZATT!! Webbie Stevie Boy?? OOR AIN WEE POEM! Jimmy Reid
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Jan 11 2008, 1:03 PM EST
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Change: This wondeful poem was found by my sister in a loft not sure about the author?Old Springburn – 50 Years On Where is the Springburn of my childhood days The backcourts, the warehouse, the children at play Where are the stane dykes we jumped up and doon The
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Nov 25 2007, 10:37 PM EST
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