Come pull up a stump with an angry young man
I'll talk a lot o' pish until I can barely stand
And I'll roll away alone, all alone
Oh I'll roll away, live to fight another day
Oh I'll roll away and I'll roll away alone
Oh I'll roll away, live to fight another day
Oh, and I'll roll away alone
I'm as sober as a Preacher with a pocket load o' pennies
And I couldnae get ma hole in a barrel load o' fannies
The band is soundin' shite and all the pricks are out tonight
So I'll roll away alone, all alone
No more will I roam gie'in pony rides tae lassies
The cheeky little upstarts wi' bony little arses
They can lead their merry dance, I'll keep me pecker in me pants
And I'll roll away alone, all alone