Johnny Tulloch

<br>Johnny Tulloch agus Mary<br>agus Iain Alex Rory<br>Angus Hector, Mary Sarah,<br>Archie Dan, Alex Joe<br>Little Johnny Dougal agus<br>Theresa Duncan Peter<br>All piled in a wagon for<br>a dance in Glencoe<br>Well they barrelled down<br>the back roads<br>By the farmhouse and the pasture<br>They barrelled down the back roads<br>Where the bochans wouldn`t go<br>Sipped a little dealach just to<br>get the diddle flowing<br>Sang a gaelic song there was no radio<br>When they got to the dance<br>They could hear the fiddle playing<br>The could see the couples swaying<br>Through a window by the door<br>Shovelled out a nickel to a man<br>behind the wicket<br>Then heard the prompter holler<br>"Four couples on the floor"<br>Well they danced all night there<br>was nobody caring<br>Shuffled in the gravel and they<br>shuffled in the snow<br>Stepped `er in the hall and<br>they stepped `er in the parking lot<br>Didn`t give a damn they just had to<br>let her go<br>Johnny Tulloch agus Mary<br>agus Iain Alex Rory<br>Angus Hector, Mary Sarah,<br>Archie Dan, Alex Joe<br>Little Johnny Dougal agus<br>Theresa Duncan Peter<br>All piled in a wagon for<br>a dance in Glencoe<br>Johnny Tulloch agus Mary<br>agus Iain Alex Rory<br>Angus Hector, Mary Sarah,<br>Archie Dan, Alex Joe<br>Little Johnny Dougal agus<br>Theresa Duncan Peter<br>All piled in a wagon for<br>a dance in Glencoe<br>All piled in a wagon for<br>a dance in Glencoe<br>All piled in a wagon for<br>they were heading home.