We were talking to a fellow in the room last night He came down from Elgin with an appetite Somebody told him he would be all right Among the millions When he began to sing he took the place apart He was dealing aces from the very start It was a gift from heaven to a humble heart We were embracing Oh he told me that his papa was a rolling stone Who had a gig at Dingwalls so he felt at home And all he really needed was a telephone To be in business Gaels blue We've been weighed up and found to be true Though we never had the Chevys or the Baptist Church We had a choice of colours for a broken crutch We'll do, whatever it is that we do You can ask the driver on the glory train We'll sing it up to heaven and home again Gaels blue Well I know that everybody has to have their tale And have a clean one ready when the old one's stale Just as long as all the little details pale into the distance We kept straight faces when we heard him say I've been drinking up with Marvin Gaye Ah well, every hound dog must have his day Sing your confession Oh his sense gets cloudy but his spirit is keen Then the music business gets to pick him clean He says, Let me out or throw a magazine I need a witness? (ooh I really do) Gaels blue We've been weighed up and found to be true Though we never had the Chevys or the Baptist Church We had a choice of colours for a broken crutch We'll do, whatever it is that we do You can ask the driver on the glory train We'll sing it up to heaven and home again Gaels blue Oh he quit Strathpeffer where he earned his keep And every day got worse until he couldn't sleep And so he called them up and said Give the stage a sweep, we are in business Gaels blue We've been weighed up and found to be true Though we never had the Chevys or the Baptist Church We had a choice of colours for a broken crutch We'll do, whatever it is that we do You can ask the driver on the glory train We'll sing it up to heaven and home again Gaels blue We'll do, Gaels blue, we'll do