Little Jack Westie at the Old Spot
You are so friendly, we like you a lot
Sat in the window or out in the Bar
We can't wait for Tuesdays to see how you are
A snack from Barbara and one from Irene
A saucer of milk; how you wish it was cream
A stroke and a cuddle, a kiss and a tickle
Then off to the bar, my Word! You are fickle
We love you Jack Spot, you're our little chum
That's enough praise! Oooh away wi ye wee laddie
Back to your Mum!