Tommy, keep your head, son There's going to be a reckoning And it won't be long til we're marching Fools can be deceiving But underneath those pleasing smiles It shows Your jokes so barbed and innocent Like every nouveau rose you send Sometimes it rains in Glasgow salty tears Falling down on the dreams of the hopeful hearted Like a song in a scene you can be a part of It's never how the story plays And this was ours since yesterday Ask the congregation Malady and made men How they punch their time Are they happy? Hide your drunken face, son Remember I was once as you are now You look so wistful wanting more You pray for peace and brace for war Sometimes it rains in Glasgow salty tears Falling down on the dreams of the hopeful hearted Like your soul in the cold of the winter hearted It's never how the story plays And this was ours since yesterday For every nouveau rose you send Sometimes it rains in Glasgow salty tears Falling down on the dreams of the hopeful hearted Like a song in a scene you could be a part of It's never how the story plays, I know And this was ours since yesterday All the way, anywhere All the way Sometimes it rains in Glasgow