Lyrics:

Wellies they are wonderful, oh wellies they are swell
Cause they keep out the water, and they keep in the smell
And when you're sitting in a room, you can always tell
When some bugger takes off his wellies

If it wasnae for your wellies, where would you be?
You'd be in the hospital or infirmary
Cause you would have a dose of the flu or even pluracy
If you didnae have your feet in your wellies!

But when yer oot walking, in the country way about
An yer strolling over fields just like a fairmer's herd
And somebody shouts “Keep aff the grass,” and you think “How absurd;”
And, squelch, you find why fairmers a' wear wellies

There's fishermen and firemen, there's farmers an a'
Men oot digging ditches an' working in the snaw;
This country it would grind tae a halt and no' a thing would graw
If it wasna for the workers in their wellies

Noo Edward Heath and Wilson, they havna made a hit
They're ruining this country, mair than just a bit
If they keep on the way they are goin', we'll all be in the sh..,
So you'd be'er get your feet in your wellies