Текст песни Barrowland

There's an easy place down Gallowgate to the East End of Glasgow It's a ballroom of remembrance and a disco Where the shooting stars light up the fresco Where the last ones and the lovers go … to carry on We sang about the Nicky Tams in the back room of the Scotia We drank sweet wines and called for neon pints of Fidel Castro Till it was time to fly to dreamland Out of Bairds, up the stairs to hell or to heaven we'd go Come all you dreamers hear the sound of the Barrows humming Come all you dreamers to Barrowland Hear Mags McIvor and the ghost of the GayBirds calling Come all you dreamers to Barrowland The Lassies of the Broomielaw in their Cuban Heels are dancing Here comes Our Lady of the Clyde and there goes Jinky Johnston They've come back to rock and roll in the church of ceili To waltz beneath the carousel of healing To jitterbug and boogie the night away Come all you dreamers