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Kenneth McKellar - The Midges

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Published on Aug 14, 2011

The late, great Kenneth McKellar (23 June 1927 - 9 April 2010) a true son of the Clyde, singing a comedy song about the famous Scottish Midges.

Kenneth McKellar was a very accomplished classical tenor however after deciding that a career in opera was not for him, he signed a new recording contract with Decca, for whom he went on to make more than 30 LPs between the mid-1950s and the early 80s. These encompassed a huge range, from mainstream classical and religious songs through excerpts from Broadway musicals to the Scottish popular tradition of Robert Burns, Harry Lauder and other well-known Scottish folk songs. Sadly he was to die from pancreatic cancer aged 82.

The Midges - Lyrics

Chorus
The midges, the midges, I'm no gonnae kid ye's,
The midges is really the limit,
Wi teeth like piranhas, they drive ye bananas,
If ye let them get under yer simmit!

The Lord put the Garden of Eden on earth,
And it's north of the Tweed, we believe,
Ay, Scotland's the place, and the whole human race,
Started off with MacAdam and Eve!
In six days or under, he finished this wonder,
Except for the Forth and Tay Bridges,
Then always a bloke for a practical joke,
He made Scotland the home of the midges!

Chorus
The midges, the midges, I'm no gonnae kid ye's,
The midges is really the limit,
Wi teeth like piranhas, they drive ye bananas,
If ye let them get under yer simmit!

Back in 1314, the proud Edward was keen,
To take Scotland into his care,
But he made a U-turn when he reached Bannockburn,
Just a few weeks before Glasgow Fair!
For the midges let loose by King Robert the Bruce,
Straight into the English they tore,
So they ran off in tears, and for six hundred years,
They've been blocking the A74!

Chorus
The midges, the midges, I'm no gonnae kid ye's,
The midges is really the limit,
Wi teeth like piranhas, they drive ye bananas,
If ye let them get under yer simmit!

Now never forget, when the sun's going to set,
And the midges arise on Loch Eck,
Like the vampires you see, played by Christopher Lee,
They will give you a pain in the neck!
You can smack them and whack them; in vain you'll attack them,
For they know every move that you make,
If you manage to kill yin, another half million,
Are ready tae come tae the wake!

Chorus
The midges, the midges, I'm no gonnae kid ye's,
The midges is really the limit,
Wi teeth like piranhas, they drive ye bananas,
If ye let them get under yer simmit!

Now Torcall the piper's a giant of a man,
With a sporran as long as your arm,
And in Oban he's known, for the sound of his drone,
And a pibroch of real highland charm!
But they're sighing and sobbing, the ladies of Oban,
For Torcall is not what he was,
Since a midge in Glenbranter got hold of his chanter,
And carried it off in its jaws!

Chorus
The midges, the midges, I'm no gonnae kid ye's,
The midges is really the limit,
Wi teeth like piranhas, they drive ye bananas,
If ye let them get under yer simmit!

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  • Song

    • THE MIDGES

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