Chords:
{t: Sam The Skull}
{key: D}
{artist:Alastair McDonald}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGgfMrqfHm0
{c: Thanks to iaincmac at Ultimate Guitar}
[Em] [C] [Am] [Em] [C] [D]
[D] I’m a [G] cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the [Am] Skull
I’ve got [D] claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers [G] bull
[D] Noo I'm [G] no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a [C] hug
But [D] I’m the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional [G] dog
Noo, I [G] used to roam aroon doon Shettlestoon and they all know me by [Am] sight
“It’s the [D] Skull! It’s the Skull!”, you can [D] hear them yell
As they [D7] vanish in tae the [G] night
The Polis Station doon oor way has bars on the windy [C] sill
It’s no [D] to keep the prisoners in, it’s to [D7] keep oot Sam the [G] Skull
[D] I’m a [G] cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the [Am] Skull
I’ve got [D] claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers [G] bull
[D] Noo I'm [G] no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a [C] hug
But I’m [D] the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional [G] dog
[D] Noo, [G] one fine day no so long ago, they all had had their [Am] fill
They [D] sent for the R.S.P.C.A. to come and catch the [G] Skull
There's [G] naebody kin get oot while he's roamin aboot,
Chasin all the weans up the [C] close
[D] Wazzlin on the shoes [D7] yodelling the blues and nonchalently pickin my [G] nose
[D] I’m a cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the [Am] Skull
I’ve got [D] claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers [G] bull
[D] Noo I'm [G] no the kind of cat that sits on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a [C] hug
But [D] I’m the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional [G] dog
[Em] [C] [G] [Em] [C] [D] [G]
Well, [D] aboot [G] half past two the bpys in blue arrived in their Escort [Am] van
Right [D] roon the back, one had a sack, and the other had a mallet in his [C] hand
I [G] watched them run doon the back of the hoose,
Then I casually strolled tae the [C] van
I [D7] jumped in the door, stuck my foot to the floor, [D] everything had gone tae plan
Ye [G] can hear them say doon Shettleston way, “Whatever happened to Sam the [Am] Skull?
He had [D7] claws on his paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a [D] heid like a framer’s [G] bull.”
You can tell them for me that I’m still running free, never a day is [C] dull
It might [D] sound absurd, but I’m livin’ wi’ a bird in a single end in Mary-[G]hill
[D] I’m a cat, I’m a cat, I’m a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam the [Am] Skull
I’ve got [D] claws on my paws like a crocodile’s jaws, and a heid like a fermers bull
I'm no the [D] kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind that ye gi'e a [C] hug
I’m [D] the kind of cat that strangles rats, and even the occasional [G] dog
