"Last Of Scotland's Dry Towns Now Wet
KIRKINTILLOCH, Scotland
(AP) - The Scots of Kirkintilloch voted 5,293-4,858 to allow pubs in the town for the first time in almost half a century.
Residents in 1920 voted pubs out under a local option and the drys won five polls in the 48 years since.
Kirkintilloch, a town of 24,000, was the last of Scotland's dry districts."
Sarasota Journal Jan 6th 1969
(Thanks to Alan of A Good Beer Blog for finding this.)
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There Are No Pubs In Kirkintilloch
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In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs
And I'm sure you'll wonder why
My brother and me, we went on a spree
We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry
Drank the pubs a' dry
My Granpaw he worked down the pit
And so did my faither tae
You work like a mule when you leave the school
And you drink on a Saturday, my lads
You drink on a Saturday
In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs
And I'm sure you'll wonder why
My brother and me, we went on a spree
We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry
Drank the pubs a' dry
The gaffer doon the pit my lads
Could scarce believe his een
For my brother and me we howked mair coal
Than his latest cuttin' machine, my lads
His latest cuttin' machine
In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs
And I'm sure you'll wonder why
My brother and me, we went on a spree
We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry
Drank the pubs a' dry
My faither he was a Glesga man
And my mother come fae Troon
They baith did say the other day
It's time you settled doon, my lads
It's time you settled doon
In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs
And I'm sure you'll wonder why
My brother and me, we went on a spree
We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry
Drank the pubs a' dry
So I think I'll just get married lads
And hae a family tae
Then we'll use our mits and work in the pits
And drink on a Saturday, my lads
And drink on a Saturday
In Kirkintilloch there's nae pubs
And I'm sure you'll wonder why
My brother and me, we went on a spree
We drank the pubs a' dry, a' dry
Drank the pubs a' dry
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Harry,
thanks very much for that.
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