Dean Ford - Callander

Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories are made of this
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories are made of this
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories

We had great days in Callander
Oe'r the Campsie Fells
Just a little chill in the air
And everyone looked well
We'd pile into the Zephyr
My uncle John would drive
And point to places of interest
A scary thirty-five

Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories are made of this
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories

When you go to Callander
You gotta make a stop
For tea and scones and souvenirs
At the Old Mill Shop
Everyone who visits there
They love that little town
Now, I can't imagine being there
Without my uncle John around

But my memories are all in place
And I'm fine, fine, fine
Thinking of the times we had
And in my mind, I see his face
And it shines, still shines
Thanks for all the times we had

I won't go back to Callander
I'd feel too all alone
For all the days we spent together
And now, the gang's all gone
There was me and my mommy
Aunt Margaret, Uncle John
And sometimes our David
Would come along

Come on David! Get in the car
We're going to Callander
It's just off the Stirling Road a wee bit
It's no far
If you look over on the right
You can see the castle
Oh, and on a clear day, well
You can even see Wallace's Monument
Saw a Heilin' coo
"Well, how do you do, Heilin' coo"
And on the way home
We came by the Lake of Menteith

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Memories are made of this
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Memories are made of this
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Memories are made of this
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Memories are made of this
Oh yeah, oh yeah, memories

Written by:
Thomas McAleese

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