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Oh Campbeltown Loch, I wish ye were whiskey

Campbeltown Loch, och-aye

Campbeltown Loch, I wish ye were whiskey

I would drink ye dry

Now Campbeltown Loch is a wonderful place
But the price of the whiskey is grim
How nice it would be if the whiskey was free
And the Loch was filled up to the brim

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I'd buy a yacht with the money I've got
And I'd anchor it out in the bay
If I wanted a sip, I'd go in for a dip
I'd be swimmin' by night and by day

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

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There'd be a gathering of the clans
They'd come from near and far
I can see them grin as they're wading in
And shouting, "Slainte mhor"

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But what's this I see, ochone for me
It'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"

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