| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| Campbeltown Loch, och-aye
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| I would drink you dry
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| Now Campbeltown Loch is a beautiful place
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| But the price of the whiskey is grim
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| How nice it would be if the whiskey was free
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| And the Loch was filled up to the brim
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| Campbeltown Loch, och-aye
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| I would drink you dry
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| I’d buy a yacht with the money I’ve got
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| And I’d anchor it out in the bay
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| If I wanted a sip, I’d go in for a dip
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| I’d be swimmin' by night and by day
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| Campbeltown Loch, och-aye
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| I would drink you dry
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| We’d have a gathering of the clans
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| They’d come from near and far
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| I can see them grin as they’re wading in
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| And shouting, «Slainte mhor»
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| Campbeltown Loch, och-aye
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| I would drink you dry
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| But what if the boat should overturn
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| And drowned in the Loch was I?
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| You’d hear me shout, you’d hear me call out
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| «What a wonderful way to die»
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| Campbeltown Loch, och-aye
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| I would drink you dry
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| But what’s this I see, ochone for me
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| It’s a vision to make your blood freeze
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| It’s the police afloat in a dirty big boat
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| And they’re shouting, «Time, gentlemen, please»
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| Campbeltown Loch, och-aye
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| Campbeltown Loch, I wish you were whiskey
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| I would drink you dry |