Chorus
Rum'll hae to dae the day and rid me o' my sorrow
Rum'll hae to dae the day and gin’II dae the morrow

I donnered doon tae Ru'glen toon and there I met wi' Susan
She kissed me and she left me and 'twas that that set me boozin'

Now I've met another lass, her face is nice and bonnie
But I'm awful feart she wanders off and leaves me on my owny

I've just won a thousand pounds I'm awful feart I lose it
So just to rid me o' the fear I think I'd better booze it

The Ru'glen pubs are all shut doon tae celebrate the Sabbath
But I'll gang oot tae East Kilbride I aye make that my habit

They say that cider makes you thin and flighty as a feather
And whisky makes you awful fat so I'll hae baith together