Billy McConnell

Lyrics: Fraser McGill
Music: Fraser McGill, Drew Mayo, Kristen Vandling & Colin Hall
 
Born and raised in Aberdeen
Joined the Gordons in your teens
Now you're living here in Queens
Here in New York City
One day a real rain's going to come
and put the reek back in your lum
With your Captain Morgan's Old Spice Rum
My hearty Bill McConnell
 
And it's hup-two-three 
As you leave St. Valery
and leave the 51st around you
And it's hup-two-three 
As you sail across the sea
And leave the 51st behind you
 
The old bar ain't the same no more
When you come crashing through the door
With your stories from the second war
My hearty Bill McConnell
One day a real rains going to come.
and put the reek back in your lum
With your Captain Morgan's Old Spice Rum
My hearty Bill McConnell

And it's hup-two-three 
As you leave St. Valery
& leave the 51st around you
And it's hup-two-three 
As you sail across the sea
And leave the 51st behind you

Billy McConnell
Billy McConnell
What the hell has this world done to you
Billy McConnell
Billy McConnell
What the hell is this world coming too
 
Born and raised in Aberdeen
Joined the Gordons in your teens
Now you're living here in Queens
Here in New York City
One day a real rain's going to come
and put the reek back in your lum
With your Captain Morgan's Old Spice Rum
My hearty Bill McConnell

Billy McConnell
Billy McConnell
What the hell has this world done to you
Billy McConnell
Billy McConnell
What the hell is this world coming too
 
Billy does your ghost shine bright?
Are you somewhere warm tonight?
Underneath that old gas light
My lonely Billy McConnell