Come And Join Us

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Come and join us, come and
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 join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and 
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join us at a Scottish barbecue.


[Verse]
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Now, when the charcoal's burnin' 
fiercely and the smoke gets in your 
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eyes,
the steaks all taste like
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 fried toothpaste, and your mouth
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 is full of flies,
You 
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know you've been accepted, you've 
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joined the chosen few,
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when you have been invited to a 
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green-belt barbecue.

[CHORUS]

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Come and join us, come and 
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join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and 
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join us at a Scottish barbecue.


[Verse]
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Now, when the summer sun is 
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burnin' in Scotland's happy land,
round countless fires in 
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strange attires on many solemn bands
of unhappy 
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Scotsmen watching their lunch go
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 up in flames,
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by the smoke and the smell, you can
 plainly tell it's barbie time 
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again.

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[CHORUS]

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Come and join us, come and 
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join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and join us 
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at a Scottish barbecue.


[Verse]
Now, 
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the English love their roast 
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beef, the French eat snails and 
frogs,
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the Greeks go crackers over their 
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moussaka’s, and the Chinese love 
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hot dogs.
A Welshman 
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loves to have a leek, the Irish eat 
their stew,
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but you just can't beat that 
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half-cooked meat at a Scottish 
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barbecue.

[CHORUS]

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Come and join us, come and 
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join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and 
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join us at a Scottish barbecue.


[Verse]
 Now, there's flies stuck in the 
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butter, the bread has gone 
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brick-hard,
the kids are 
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fightin', and the midges are bitin'.
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 Who forgot the Aeroguard?
 There's 
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cinders in your whiskey, and the 
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beer is running out,
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 and what you saw in Mum's 
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coleslaw you just don't think about.

 [CHORUS]

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Come and join us, come and 
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join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and 
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join us at a Scottish barbecue.


[Verse]
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 And then when the barbie's over, 
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your homeward way you wend.
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 with a queasy tummy on the 
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family dunny many lonely hours you 
spend.
 You might find 
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yourself reflecting as many others 
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do:
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 "Come rain or shine, that's the 
bloody last time I'm goin' to a 
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barbecue."

[CHORUS]

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Come and join us, come and 
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join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and 
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join us at a Scottish barbecue.

(orig. = capo 3rd)    (The Corries)