Angus “Iron Tide” McRae (Remastered)

Verse 1 Ma told me back in ’75 Love’s no just about lookin’ alive A wee bit patience, a wee bit grace Know when tae move an’ when tae leave space Dinnae hit him wi’ the bills at the front door Let him shake aff the day, maybe one pint more If ye need tae vent, lass, say it plain No every storm needs him standin’ in the rain Chorus Ten wee rules frae an auld-school book Half pure wisdom, half crooked looks Might sound daft, might sound strange But a wee bit love goes a lang, lang way Keep it honest, keep it true Say what ye mean, say what ye do Stand by yer man when the night turns cold A wee bit heart an’ a touch o’ rock ’n roll Verse 2 Dinnae play games just tae test his head Leave that drama somewhere else instead Take a wee interest in what he likes Chat aboot motors or baseball strikes Birthday dinner, keep it small No yer whole bloody family in the hall Got his back when the room gets loud Love works better when ye’re both damn proud Bridge Now if he’s wrang, tell him why Dinnae just storm off, say goodbye Open up, communicate That’s the thing that keeps love great Final Chorus Ten wee rules frae another age Scratched somewhere on a whisky-stained page Auld-fashioned? Aye, maybe so But respect is what makes it go Beer on ice, sandwich warm Safe and sound from the world’s storm A wee bit laughter, a wee bit soul That’s the heart o’ rock ’n roll