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Judy Ginn Walchuk & Jim Walchuk: If I Could Visit Scotland
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Judy Ginn Walchuk & Jim Walchuk: If I Could Visit Scotland

judyginnwalchuk.ca (Song lyrics below) Canadian, legendary, brother & sister act, Judy Ginn Walchuk & Jim Walchuk perform a song they wrote for the "Ode to Robert Burns" show at the PAL Studio Theatre in Vancouver, Canada. The show was produced by Glenn MacDonald, Kat Wahamaa & Karen Woodman. Writers, Judy Ginn Walchuk & Jim Walchuk SOCAN 2016 If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts It dina matter what they say I won’t carry any guilt It would be so much easier if the laddies walked on stilts If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts There’s something I do wonder When those Scottish men do plunder And for this quiery I can never get a quorum For what I’m looking for is proof That those plucky Scots are hanging loose Under their kilts just behind their sporran If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts It dina matter what they say I won’t carry any guilt For sure I would be dizzy with my head turned on a tilt If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts I don’t want to tour the woollen mills Or breathe the heather on the hills And I’ll pass on that boat trip to the Isle of Skye Just crave to watch the highland fling To me the jig and the reel mean just one thing That’s when the bonnie tartans are going to fly If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts It dina matter what they say I won’t carry any guilt I’d nay give away the mystery when I saw how they were built If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts I Don’t want the exhausting hassles Of viewing endless ancient castles And climbing all those worn and crumbling stairs But if the Queen was at Balmoral With the 2nd Scots and Royals Ochaye then for sure you’d find me there If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts It dina matter what they say I won’t carry any guilt It would be so much easier if the laddies walked on stilts If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts At the Edinburgh festival I might glimpse a testicle When the pipers are parading in the park And walking the shores of old Loch Loman My eyes they would be roamin' To gape at the private parts of some Braveheart If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts It dina matter what they say I won’t carry any guilt It would be so much easier if the laddies walked on stilts If I could visit Scotland I’d be peaking under kilts
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