I am a
little fairy
On tap o' the Christmas Tree
It's no' a job I fancy
Well how would you like tae be me?
On tap o' the Christmas Tree
It's no' a job I fancy
Well how would you like tae be me?
A'm tarted up wi' tinsel
It's enough to mak ye boak
An a couple o' jaggy branches
Rammed up the back o' your froack.
It's enough to mak ye boak
An a couple o' jaggy branches
Rammed up the back o' your froack.
An' wi'a' these lights a'roon me
I canna get my sleep
An' there's the yearly visit
Fae Santa - Big fat creep!
I canna get my sleep
An' there's the yearly visit
Fae Santa - Big fat creep!
On Christmas Day I'm stuck up here
While you're a a'wirin' in
An' naebody says "Hey you up there,-
Could you go a slug o' gin?
While you're a a'wirin' in
An' naebody says "Hey you up there,-
Could you go a slug o' gin?
It's nae joke bein' a fairy
The job's beyond belief
Ye go 'roon and 'roon the bairnies beds
An' lift their rotten teeth.
The job's beyond belief
Ye go 'roon and 'roon the bairnies beds
An' lift their rotten teeth.
But o' a' the joabs a fairy gets
An' I've mentioned only some,
The very worst is up a tree
Wi' pine needles up yir bum.
An' I've mentioned only some,
The very worst is up a tree
Wi' pine needles up yir bum.
When
a' the fairies meet again
By the light of' the silvery moon,
Ye can tell the Christmas fairies -
They're the wans that canna sit doon.
By the light of' the silvery moon,
Ye can tell the Christmas fairies -
They're the wans that canna sit doon.
The
Christmas tree's a bonny sight
As the firelight softly flickers
But think o' me,- A'm stuck up here
Wi' needles in my knickers !
As the firelight softly flickers
But think o' me,- A'm stuck up here
Wi' needles in my knickers !
So soon as Christmas time's right by
An' I stop bein' sae full o' cheer
I'll get awa back tae Fairyland
An' Ah'll see yous a' next year.
An' I stop bein' sae full o' cheer
I'll get awa back tae Fairyland
An' Ah'll see yous a' next year.
