Who is Nancy anyway? What does she look like?
I hear she has the greenest eyes and curly hair
A smile that melts the coldest heart and hands as gentle as a dove
And leaving her, one always feels loved
Saturdays were always fun, listening to the footie on Clyde one
Especially when it was the old firm playing, c'mon the Gers she'd be heard saying
And oh her stew, it was so tasty, take more darling, you're looking pasty
And then the home made lemonade would finish off a fantastic day
But now that she's gone, I miss her so much
Her face, her eyes, her gentle touch
She was the best a gran could be
It seems like only yesterday
I miss you gran