Glasgow Lullaby - Eric Bogle [G]Hush wee babby, for yer [C]daddy's comin' in [D]Stumblin' up the stair and missin' every [G] yin Rotten wi' beer and [C] stinkin' o' gin [D]He's drunk again -- as [G]usual |Chorus: |[G]Oh my God, it's a [C] weary, weary life |[D]Who wid be a [G] drinkin' man's wife |Who wid thole a' this [C] trouble and this strife |[D]Who but a silly [G]woman [G]Hush wee babby, he's [C]comin' in the door [D]Drunken big feet are [G]skitin' over the floor He's had a bucket, but he's [C]thirstin' for more [D]He disnae ken when he's [G]beaten [G]Hush wee babby, listen [C]tae him sittin' there [D]Wi his bloodshot eyes and his [G]tangled hair Mooth fu' o' big talk and [C]eyes fu' o' despair [D]And blaming me -- as [G]usual Chorus: [G]Hush wee babby, yer [C]daddy's gone tae bed The [D]morn he'll no' remember a' [G]the things he said But his tongue wis sharp and [C]a' the wounds they bled [D]But then I'm used tae [G]bleedin' [G]Hush wee babby and [C]close yer weary eyes [D]Cuddle intae mammy and [G]stop yer tired wee cries And in the mornin' when ye de[C]cide tae rise [D]Yer mammy'll be here [G]waitin' Chorus: