Tales Of Kirrie Toon


The Looking Behind Our Doors project investigated the old and newer adults'and children's rhymes of Kirrie.

100 years ago Kirrie author Alan Reid and his wife contributed their memories of Kirrie and Forfarshire rhymes to be published by the Edinburgh-based Rymour Club.

We collected rhymes recalled by older residents.

And we worked pupils in Southmuir and Northmuir Primaries to create new rhymes of Kirrie.


A sailor went to sea / My boyfriend gave me an apple

Skinny Malinky Longlegs / Wha saw the 42nd

The wind the wind / The big ship sails / One potato

Ally Bally / Ye canny shove yer grannie /

London Bridge / Farmer’s In His Dell / Dusty Bluebells

Old Rhymes of Kirrie

These old rhymes of Kirrie and Forfarshire were remembered by author Alan Reid and his wife. Reid wrote The Regality of Kirriemuir and other important books about the area. He became secretary of the Rymour Club, an Edinburgh based group who met regularly from 1903 to 1928 to discuss and celebrate the old ballads, children's lore and traditional culture of Scotland.

They published from John Knox House what they were remembering and finding, in leaflets called the Miscellanea of The Rymour Club. As you can see below, Alan and Mrs Reid had excellent memories, and strove to write down the rhymes in spellings that showed how hey had been pronounced in Kirrie.


The beggars of Benshie

The cairds o Lour

The soutars o Forfar

The weavers o Kirriemuir

The Kirriemairians and the Forfarians met at Muir Moss

The Kirriemairians beat the Forfarians back to the Cross

Sutor ye are, an Sutors ye’ll be

Fye upon Forfar, Kirriemuir bears the gree

Faar are ye gaun? To Kirriemuir

Faar never ane weel fure

But for his ain penny fee


Broo broo brenty, ee ee winkie

Nose nose noup, cheek cheek choup

Mou mou mir, chin chin chir

Craigie wir craigie wir etc [while tickling the neck]


There’s naething I’ Hielants but green kail and leeks

And lang-leggit Hielantmen wantin the breeks

Wantin the breeks, and without hose or shoon

They’ll aa get the breeks when Jamie comes hame


My mither says ‘at I must go

Wi ma father’s denner o

Chappit tatties, beef and steak

Twa red herrin, and a bawbee baic


Jamie Hall [a Carter in the Roods]

Fae sax o’clock I’ mornin

Till sax o’clock at nicht

Jamie Ha’s dung cairt’s

Never oot o sicht

Spuggie Young

Spuggie Young the weiver, gaed up tae see the mune

Aaa the treadles on his back, His sownie mug abune

Cocky-Bendy’s lyin sick

Guess ye what’ll mend ‘im

Stap a gully doon ‘is throat

That’ll sune end ‘im

Andra Filandra, the laird o Killin

Bocht a pair o lead breeks for lichtness to rin

Jean Pean, pykit oot the cat’s een

Wi a needle and a preen

Gae’d doon the Double Dykes

Wi a pair o windpipes

Half a pound o green tea

Half a pound o pepper

Tak ye that, my bonnie lad

And ye’ll sune be better

On a Tale-Bearer

Nanny Pyot, kickit up a riot

Ten times I’ the day, for want o a diet


Here’s a tailor new begun

Sit aboot and gie ‘m room

Gie ‘m a needle, gie ‘m a thread

Gie ‘m a skelp i’ side i’ head


Gracious Peter, look ower the table

Eat nae mair nor fat ye’re able

Fin ye’re dune, lay doun yer spune

Gracious Peter! Amen

Matthew Mark Luke and John

Haud this horse or I win on

Haud him siccar, haud him sair

Haud him by a puckle hair


A wa Willie! Yer wame rins oot

A wa Willie! Yer wame rins oot

Gie’s a needle and thread, and a wee bittie cloot

Tae sew up the holie yer wame rins oot


One Potato

One Two Three Aleerie

Games - Tip The Cat

Marbles [bools] – aimed into the puggy hole

In And Out The Dusty Bluebells

Doh Ray Me When Ah Wis Wee

Down In Yonder Meadow

Today Is Hogmanay



Johnnie Smith, my fellow fine, can you shoe this horse o mine?

Yes indeed, and that I can, just as weel as ony man

Put a bit upon the tae, to gar the horsey climb the brae

Pit a bit upon the heel, tae gar the horsie pace weel


Here’s to myself, says I to myself

And I myself says to me

Here’s to myself, says I to myself

And muckle guid mat it do me


Grace be here, and grace be there

And grace be roond the table

Let ilka ane tak up their spune

Ans eat as muckle’s they’re able


From James Barrie

Willie Buck had a coo, they caa’d her Ledie Pentie

She fell ower the Brig O Dee, and broke her Covenainty

The King’s Covenainty, The King’sd Covenee

And aa the Deuks o Gordon were gaun awa tae flee


Ye may sit aa nicht gin ye like

Ye may sit till ye claik nineteen like yersel


O sic a hurry-burry, o sic a din

O sic a hurry-burry oor hoose is in

Oor hen’s e’e’s oot, oor dog’s deid

Oor cat’s awa hame wi a sair heid


Pussy Keny-a-oo. Far hae ye been I the time o the snaw-oo?

Doon in a bog I worried a hog, and got the banes to gnaw -oo


I’m geylies, I’m brawlies, I’m no very well

I thank ye for speirin, hoo are ye yersel?


A FOR Annie Anderson

B for Betsy Broon

C for Cirsty Clatterton

That clatters through the toon


Wha lichts the candle at the lowe

They ha’ena muckly in their pow

It’s I’ll get shoon unto my feet, and mittens to my han’s

And I will be the bonniest lad in aa the toon o Glamis


(Jamie Mill) and (Maggie White) are gaun to be contrackit

Owre the hills an far awa, in a coal backet

Half a pair o blankets, half a pair o sheets



Favourite songs to sing in Kirrie Hub.

Never Been To Kirrie

Canny Shove Yer Ganny

You Are My Sunshine

Ally Bally (Coulter's Candy)



Canny Shove Yer Granny

London Bridge

Katie Birdie

Vote Vote Vote

One Two Three A Laerie

Sent her For Cheese


New verses for Canny Shove Yer Grannie

Grannie has a buggy and a pram [push push]

Monday it’s the baby in the pram [push push]

Baby Jill keeps screamin as we go [wah wah]

Grannie sticks a bobo in her moo [mwa mwa]

Grannie goes hame tae watch TV [haaa!] x2

She watches TV, and has a cup o tea

Grannie goes hame tae watch TV [haaa!] x2


By P7

TO GET TO THE MOON [what tune?]

Doon Bellies Brae, up the other side

Turn to your right, the road is quite wide

The muckle black gates doon by the Skail

Turn to your left, at a cat with nae tail

Boom boom boom boom

Boom boom boom

Nairn, Fin, Owen Mc

WEAVERS [A sailor went to see see see]

A tailor went to Kirrie Kirrie Kirrie

To see what he could weave weave weave

But all that he could weave weave weave

Was a wee wee teensy sleeve sleeve sleeve

A tailor went to Kirrie Kirrie Kirrie

To see what he could weave weave weave

But all that he could weave weave weave

Was something braw for Steve Steve Steve

A tailor went to Kirrie Kirrie Kirrie

To see what he could weave weave weave

There was nothing that he could weave weave weave

So he was asked to leave leave leave

[Derek, Owen D, Cam, Kyle]

STARRY ROCK [Auntie Mary]

There’s a shop called Starry Rock

Doon at the tiny wee Roods

Buy some rock there you can sook

Doon Caddam Woods

Try a bon bon, or some tablet

Blow some bubble gum

Have a sip of Vimeto

To stop you feeling glum

[Keena, Charlie C, Freya, Ewan]


Drummer Scott o Kirrie, he used to shout the news

Was it fake? Make no mistake, every word was true

‘Forfar folk are coming, to our wee red toon

Are they coming for Bon Scott? We will find out soon’

[Scott, Kylee,Tyler



Peter Pan, he ran away

In the middle of the day

He ran all day, he ran all night

To the star on the right

Dum dum dum dum dum he played

On his flute, toot toot toot

[Robyn, Holly, Rachel]


He took me to the cinema, he sat me on his lap

He asked me ‘Will you marry me’. I said ‘Yes, no, maybe so’ [x repeat]

He took me to the South Muir, we played in Davidson Park

‘Did you bring a picnic?’ ‘Yes, no, Get your own’

He took me to the Co-op, and up the wine aisle

He tried to steal my credit card, he did it with a smile

He tried to buy every bottle sitting on the shelf

My card would have been ruined, so I said ‘Behave yourself!’

[Charlie D, Leah, Charlie B, Ewan]

By P6/7

KIRRIE HILL [Ye Canny Shove Yer Granny]

Oh ye canny push re granny aff her bike

Oh ye canny push re granny aff her bike

Let her have her thrill, doon Kirrie Hill

Dinnae push yer granny aff her bike

Ye canny let a dog aff on the Hill

Keep yer dog’s lead on on Kirrie Hill

You can fly yer box kite high, or have yer Easter egg roll by

But ye canny let a dog aff on the Hill

[Not sure of these names - Mala, Lilian,Cameron, Ewan]

SWEETS [STARRY ROCK SHOP] [A sailor went to see]

Could someone come with me me me

To buy something quite sweet sweet sweet

Just for us to eat eat eat

For a little treat treat treat

We’ll go to the Star Rock Shop Shop

And choose a big red lollipop

Then we’ll have a think think think

Of what we should drink drink drink

[Rachel, Finlay, Daniel]


Peter Pan plays his flute

Where’s he playin? There’s nae doobt

In the Square in Krriemuir

Can we hear it in Westmuir?

Yes we can... There’s nae doubt

Loud and clear for all to hear

Peter Pan and Captain Hook

Got knocked out by a steak pie cook

They complained to the Royal Duke

And the cook got booked, the dirty crook

I RODE MY BIKE [A sailor went to sea]

I rode my bike up Bellies Brae

And parked my bike beside the way

I asked for twenty grams of fudge

The fudge was all for me hee hee

I rode my bike to the Davie Park

And leaned it on a tree tree tree

I ran and swung and played played played

And ate my f-u-d-g-e

I rode my bike home very fast

My mum was mad at me me me

She whipped me with a leather belt

For being late for tea tea tea

She sent me off to my bed

Oh what a hungry me me me

PLAYING [A sailor]

A girl went out to play play play

But the boys came out so she ran away

She ran right down to Bon Scott

Where people take pictures quite a lot

Bon Scott sang in AC / DC

He was famous, wasn’t he?


People playing at the park, at the park, at the park

People playing at the park, all day long

Boys and girls having fun, having fun, having fun

Boys and girls having fun, all day long

Play park shaped like a ship, like a ship, like a ship

Play park shaped like a ship, the S S Kirriemuir

BMX and zipline zap, zipline zap, zipline zap

BMX and zipline zap, up the hill

Peter Pan’s play park, full of adults, kids and dogs

Peter Pan’s play park, it’s quite busy

Boys and girls walking home, walking home, walking home

Boys and girls walking home, for their tea


Three little kids who had no money

Went to the shop because they thought it would be funny

But they got chased by the bobby through the Roods

‘Help help help, we promise to be good

We’ll get a lift to Asda from our mummy

And get something to tuck into our tummy’

[Kelsey, Lee, Helen, Ewan]



A laddy went tae Kin-nor-dy

To see whit he could see see see

But aa that he could see see

Wis visitors looking fur a fierce osprey

A laddy went tae Cor-tach-y

To see whit he could see see see

But aa that he could see see

Wis a big white castle through the tree tree trees


Eminem went tae Kirrie toon, and he wrote a new sang doon

Aboot Peter Pan and ither stuff, then he said ‘I’ve done enough’

Peter taught him how tae fly, an her practiced in the sky

He flew up on the Town Hall stage, and went upon a rampage


Peter Pan stands in Kirrie Square

Just whit is he daen there?

Nothin much, he jist stauns

Wi his flute in his hauns


Kinnordy, Kinnordy is a nature reserve

It consists of many bonnie birds

Kinnordy may have bonnie birds

But they don’t understand a single word

I walk my dog there every week

I hope the loch won’t start to leak

Kinnordy is a bonnie place

Puts a smile upon my face


Scott McKenna, Scott McKenna, noo awa tae Aiberdeen

Scott McKenna, Scott McKenna, canna kick a jelly bean

Scott McKenna, Scott McKenna, kicks a fitba powerful

Scott McKenna, Scott McKenna, is a lad fa Kirriemuir


A young man called Peter Pan, lived in Neverland

His creator J M Barrie, lived in the town called Kirrie

He was from Kirriemuir, born in Northmuir


There once lived a magical man, who was known as Peter Pan

He had sic a lot of fans, J M Barrie was his main man

There now lives a stone statue, stands in the Square with attitude

When it’s night and no-one knows, Peter flies, how high he goes!

He holds a flute in his hand, he is very musical man

He’s now on the school uniform which is in Northmuir proudly worn

He now has a play-park, that is played in till it’s dark

The Peter Pan park, a fun place to be

Where everyone gathers for a cup of tea

Down the Slide and up the Ship

Then stop and have some fish and chips

Grab a seat and zip like lightning

It is great but also frightening

Time to go home, it’s getting dark

Say goodbye to the scary park


In the centre o the toon

There lies a wee sweetie shop

And children come racin roon

Their pockets full o pennies

For chocolate, sugar and rock


In the Square o Kiriemuir

There’ s a small sweetie shop

The shop calls in with great lure

And sells candy and pop

It sells a variety of sweet and sour

As the pop fizzes away

Children could be choosing for hours


In the Angus toon o Kirrie

There’s a wee tasty sweetie shop

That sells really nice chocolate

The old famous Starry Rock Shop


Grace raced to taste a raspberry base on a pie

That she thought was fine, but then she began to die

But she was just dehydrated!


Yesterday I saw people with hoods

Causing mischief while going down the Roods

Cramming in the Co-op, shop-lifting all their food

Now I know not to trust people with hoods.