Intro :
Southern bound from Glasgow town , she's shin ing in the sun
My Scotstoun lassie , on t he bor der run
We're whistling dow n the hillsid es and teari ng up the climbs
I'm just a thiever, ste aling time
In the Border Reiver.
Three hundred thous and on the cl ock and plen ty more to go
Crash box and lever , she needs the heel and toe
She's not too cold in winter but she cooks m e in the heat
I'm a six foot driv er but you c an adjust the seat
in the Border Reiver
Sure as the sunrise, tha t's what they say about the Albion
Sure as the sunrise, tha t's what they say about the Albion
She's an Albion, she's an Albion
The ministry don't worry me my paperwork's alright
They can't touch me, I got my sleep last night
Its knocking out a living wage in nineteen sixty nine
I'm just a thiever, stealing time
In the Border reiver.
Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion
Sure as the sunrise, that's what they say about the Albion
She's an Albion, she's an Albion