Sam The Skull

D C G G D G D I’m a cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull D C G I’ve got claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull G C I’m no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind ye gi’e a hug D C G I’m the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dug G D Well, I roam aroon doon Shettlestoon and they all know me by sight D C G It’s the Skull, It’s the Skull, you can hear them yell, as they vanish in tae the night G C The Polis Station doon oor way has bars on the windy sill D C G D G It’s no to keep the prisoners in, it’s to keep oot Sam the Skull G D G D I’m a cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull D C G I’ve got claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull G C I’m no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind ye gi’e a hug D C G I’m the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dug G D Well,one fine day no so long ago, they all had had their fill D C G They sent fur the R.S.P.CA to come and catch the Skull G C Theres naebody kin get oot while he's roamin aboot, chasin the weans up the close D C G D G Peein on the stairs, scratchin his erse and sittin there pickin his nose G D G D I’m a cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull D C G I’ve got claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull G C I’m no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind ye gi’e a hug D C G I’m the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dug G D Well, oot came the men aboot half past ten, in their wee blue Escort van D C G Right roon the back, one had a sack, and the other had a mallet in his hand G C I watched them run doon the back of the hoose, then I casually strolled tae the van D C G D G I jumped in the front and I was off, everything had gone tae plan G D G D I’m a cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull D C G I’ve got claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull G C I’m no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind ye gi’e a hug D C G I’m the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dug G D Well Ye can hear them say, doon Shettleston way, Whatever happened to Sam the Skull? D C G He had claws on his paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a framer’s bull. G C You can tell them for me that I’m still running free, never a day is dull D C G D G It might sound absurd, but I’m livin’ wi’ a burd, in a single en' in Maryhill G D G D I’m a cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the Skull D C G I’ve got claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull G C I’m no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind ye gi’e a hug D C G I’m the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional dug