Sam The Skull (The Glasgow Cat)

I'm a cat, I'm a cat I'm a Glasgow cat And my name is Sam The Skull I've the claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat Nor the kind that you give a hug But I'm the kind of cat can swallie a rat Or even the occasional dog No, I used to roam about in Shettleston Where they all knew me by sight "Here's the skull, here's the skull" You could hear them yell As they vanished into the night No, the police stations all around Have bars on the windie sills But they're no to keep the prisoners in They're to keep out Sam The Skull I'm a cat, I'm a cat I'm a Glasgow cat And my name is Sam The Skull I've got claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull No, I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat Nor the kind that you give a hug But I'm the kind of cat can swallie a rat Or even the occasional dog No, one fine day no' so long ago They all had had their fill And they sent for the R.S.P.C.A To try and catch the Skull There was nobody could get out when I was about chasing all the weans up the close Wetling on the shoes Yodelin' the blues And nonchalantly pickin' my nose I'm a cat, I'm a cat I'm a Glasgow cat And my name is Sam The Skull I've got claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat Nor the kind that you give a hug But I'm the kind of cat that can swallie a rat Or even the occasional dog About half past two The boys in blue Arrived in their Escort van Right round the back One had a sack The other had a mallet in his hand I watched them creep to the back of the close Then I casually strolled to the van I jumped through the door Stuck my foot to the floor Everything had gone to plan You can hear them say doon Shettleston way, "What became of Sam the Skull? He had claws in his paws like a crocodile's jaws, and a hide like a framer's bull" Just you tell them for me that I'm still running free and never a day is dull It may sound absurd But I'm livin' wi' a bird in a single end in Maryhill I'm a cat, I'm a cat I'm a Glasgow cat And my name is Sam The Skull I've got claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat Nor the kind that you give a hug But I'm the kind of cat that can swallie a rat Or even the occasional Paws and all nutritional Even the occasional dog