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LYRICS CORRIES SUNDAY DRIVER

Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear I can drive at fifty miles an hour on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Jean In a crowd of fifty trippers you can always pick me oot By my “Don’t blame me, I voted Tory” sticker on the boot Wi’ my bunch of heather stickin’ in ma radiator grille And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Peg I’ve a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I’ve been And my steering wheel is clad in simulated leopard-skin Up front fae the drivin’ mirror hangs a plastic skeleton And in the back a dog wi’ eyes that flicker off and on! Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear I can drive at fifty miles an hoor on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back. Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear I can drive at fifty miles an hour on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Jean In a crowd of fifty trippers you can always pick me oot By my “Don’t blame me, I voted Tory” sticker on the boot Wi’ my bunch of heather stickin’ in ma radiator grille And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Peg I’ve a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I’ve been And my steering wheel is clad in simulated leopard-skin Up front fae the drivin’ mirror hangs a plastic skeleton And in the back a dog wi’ eyes that flicker off and on! There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Liz Now if ye wonder how these weekly trips I can afford It’s because I’m on a stipend from the Scottish Tourist Board You’re supposed tae enjoy the scenery, the finest of it’s kind And that is why I have a convoy followin’ behind! There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Rose There’s just no way of escaping me, no matter how ye seek For the simple fact that I’m a traffic warden through the week I’m boostin’ my efficiency, and here’s my master plan I’m savin’ up my pennies for to buy a Caravan There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Gertrude There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums Yer gaun too fast. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie May I always drive as though my foot was restin’ on the brake And I weave aboot the road just so’s ye cannae overtake I can get ye sae frustrated that ye’ll finish up in tears And the sound of blarin’ motor horns is music to my ears!

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The Corries – Sunday Driver lyrics

Drake Nice For What. The Sunday Driver lyrics by The Corries is property of their respective authors, artists and labels and are strictly for non-commercial use only. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie May I always drive as sunray my foot was restin’ on the brake And I weave aboot the road just so’s ye cannae overtake I can get ye sae frustrated that ye’ll finish up in tears And the sound of blarin’ motor horns sunxay music to my ears!

Ella Mai Boo’d Up. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums Yer gaun too fast.

Childish Gambino This Is America. Lil Wayne Lyrkcs Lisa. Now if ye wonder ckrries these weekly trips I can afford It’s because I’m on a stipend from the Scottish Tourist Board You’re supposed tae enjoy the scenery, the finest of it’s kind And that is why I have a convoy followin’ behind! Report error in lyric. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Jean.

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Sunday Driver lyrics – The Corries original song – full version on Lyrics Freak

There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Liz. Live from Scotland, Vol. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie May I always drive as lyrica my foot was restin’ on the brake And I weave aboot the road just so’s ye cannae overtake I can get ye sae frustrated that ye’ll finish up in tears And the sound of blarin’ motor horns is music to my ears!

Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear I can drive coreies fifty miles an hoor on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back. The Corries — Sunday Driver Lyrics. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Rose. What does this song mean to you?

There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie May I always drive as though my foot was restin’ on the brake And I weave aboot the road just so’s ye cannae overtake I can get ye sae frustrated that ye’ll finish up in tears And the sound of blarin’ motor horns is music to my ears! Barney Stinson Christmas songs. Post Malone Better Now. Well I’ve been ccorries Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve lyics had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear Corriea can drive at fifty miles an hoor on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums Coorries Auntie Jean In a crowd of fifty trippers you can always pick me oot By my Don’t blame me, I voted Tory sticker on the boot Wi’ my bunch of heather stickin’ in ma radiator grille And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Peg Related.

Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear I can drive at fifty miles an hour on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Jean In a crowd of fifty trippers you can always pick me oot By my “Don’t blame me, I voted Tory” sticker on the boot Wi’ my bunch of heather stickin’ in ma radiator grille And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Peg I’ve a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I’ve been And my steering wheel is clad in simulated leopard-skin Up front fae the drivin’ mirror hangs a plastic skeleton And in the back a dog wi’ eyes that flicker off and on!

The Corries – Sunday Driver Lyrics

DJ Snake Taki Taki. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie May. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Rose There’s just no way of escaping me, no matter lygics ye seek For the simple fact that I’m a traffic warden through the week I’m boostin’ my efficiency, and here’s my master plan I’m savin’ up my pennies for to buy a Caravan There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Gertrude There was me and my oyrics and my daddy’s corried And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums Yer gaun too fast.

Brian Regan Stupid in School. I’ve a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I’ve been And my steering wheel is clad in simulated leopard-skin Up front fae the drivin’ mirror hangs a plastic skeleton Lyrocs in the back a dog wi’ eyes that flicker off and on!

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There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Gertrude. Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear I can drive at fifty miles an hour on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Jean In a crowd of fifty trippers you can always pick me oot By my “Don’t blame me, I voted Tory” sticker on the boot Wi’ my bunch of heather stickin’ in ma radiator grille And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Peg I’ve a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I’ve been And my steering wheel is clad in simulated leopard-skin Up front fae the drivin’ mirror hangs a plastic skeleton And in the back a dog wi’ eyes that flicker off and on!

The Corries – Sunday Driver

There’s just no way of escaping me, no matter how ye seek For the simple fact that I’m a traffic warden through the week I’m boostin’ my efficiency, and here’s my master plan I’m savin’ up my pennies for to buy a Caravan. There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Liz Now if ye wonder how these weekly trips I can afford It’s because I’m on a stipend from the Scottish Tourist Board You’re supposed tae enjoy cordies scenery, the finest of it’s kind And that is why I have a convoy followin’ behind!

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There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Liz Now if ye wonder how these weekly trips I can afford It’s because I’m on a stipend kyrics the Corres Tourist Board You’re supposed tae enjoy the scenery, the finest of it’s kind And that is why I have a convoy followin’ behind!

Well I’ve been a Sunday driver noo for many’s a happy year And I’ve never had my Morris Minor oot o’ second gear I can drive at fifty miles an hoor on motorway or track With me wife up front beside me and her mother in the back There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Jean In a crowd of fifty trippers you can lyrica pick corrirs oot By my Don’t blame me, I voted Tory sticker on the boot Wi’ my bunch of heather stickin’ in ma radiator grille And me stick-on transfer bullet holes and licence for tae kill There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Peg I’ve a hundred plastic pennants for to tell you where I’ve been And my steering wheel is clad in simulated leopard-skin Up front fae the drivin’ mirror hangs a plastic skeleton And in the back a dog wi’ eyes that flicker off and on!

There was me and my daddy and my daddy’s mammy And her sister’s Granny and four of her chums And Auntie Liz Now if ye wonder how these weekly trips I can afford It’s because I’m on a stipend from the Scottish Tourist Board You’re supposed tae enjoy the scenery, the finest of it’s kind And that is why I have a convoy followin’ behind!

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