Lyrics composed by Grandad John Henderson on the 5th of April, 2010,
to J. Fred Coots 1930s' music for, 'The Beautiful Lady In Blue'.



Oor labrador Sula is smert;
She kens aa fowks' guffs aff bi hert;
An her lugs are aye keen tho' she's 'wa bi teen, whilk
Ower us gies a verra guid stert.

Her wee cuzzin she is cried Jura,
Bleck syne fyle Sula is broon;
Thegither they are guid pairtners,
Tho' Sula as boss caa's the tune.

Ilk day they ging oot fur a rin;
Baith need sich tae keep them in trim;
Tho' auld Sula is slow'r than in days o' yore
Aft Jura alloos her tae win.

Sich pruvs thit oor Jura's nae fule;
Frae Sula she maun lern ilk rule;
Sae bi keepin her sweet in the hoose an the street
Syne fur her there'll be nae duggie schule !

Oor twa wee graun-sons love baith o' thase duggies,
Aye gien them a lot o' big hugs;
'Speeshally fan it's nar bedtime,
'Fore they flop doon oan thur rugs.

Shair ilk is a wonnerfu freen;
The best thit there ivver his been;
Ye can tell they're baith spry, an herty, och ay,
Frae,
Aa thur tail-wags an lichts in thur een.