too hot for guinness

the long days are with us
the summer sun beating
the roses in bloom
no more central heating

the rain has forgotten
that ayrshire is home
hied off with the wind
leaving us all alone

with blue skies and sunshine
we suddenly find
our white skins are reddish
we really don't mind

a freckle or two
is a small price to pay
for sitting outside
in the heat of the day

the ground's drying up
the mud's turned to dust
the birds are all singing
with summer time lust

no beef roast and three veg
the kitchen's too hot
it's time to cook outside
with midges to swat



it's too hot for guinness
but great for light beer
a bottle of lager
all icy and clear



can't sleep at night
cause i'm tossing and turning
i'm all hot and sweaty
the pillow is burning

the sun hardly sleeps
just a few hours at night
my crack of dawn wakings
brought on by the light

woke up this morning
what was it i heard
it wasn't a plane
and for sure not a bird

the sound of rain falling
soft, warm, scottish rain
all's well in south ayrshire
it's cloudy again



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