Paddy Buchanan's final performance after bothy ballads win

Paddy Buchanan (32) gives one last performance of Princie and Jean after it won him the Elgin Rotary Bothy Ballads Champion of Champions title.

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00:00 [Applause]

00:07 Thank you so much. I wasn't expecting that. I honestly cannot believe it.

00:14 This is the single greatest honour of my life. I'm so chuffed. Thank you.

00:21 It's an absolute pleasure. As Mr Lovie says, we're our good friends.

00:27 We love what we do and we were all sitting backstage having a dram and saying,

00:31 "Well, we all did good." So it's a successful weekend.

00:36 So I suppose you want me to sing again, do you?

00:43 You're taking two bottles for that one.

00:46 That's fair.

00:51 I'll sing you a song, oh can't he, old body

00:57 A king's fickle figure with his all-what-he-brown

01:02 A trustworthy hand at the mains of drunk laudy

01:07 Sing the day he began to work there as a loon

01:13 And saying there is by lay, he proved himself canny

01:20 His work conscientious, particular and clean

01:26 Tell the day his maester says, "What he, my money?"

01:32 He'll tag the third pair, their card, Princey and Jean

01:39 Now in our bonnie Scotland there was not a human

01:45 As wappy as what he, we has done de pair

01:50 And he seemed held his aim with a laser polluing

01:55 And oh, he was prudel as gelding and mare

02:01 A grand pair of blocks, neither likes nor honour

02:07 We could so rich, glossy, ebony sheen

02:12 And had polluing matches for years when they went out

02:17 Oh, as wappy for grooming we Princey and Jean

02:24 Now wappy and invited, content with his duties

02:30 But life's full of changes as a body cares

02:35 Dick repital aged, claimed the bath of his beauties

02:40 And tractors began to appear at the mains

02:46 Now a steering wheel wappy, just would not be gripping

02:52 He frogged his anna on a man, did not complain

02:57 But Aberdeen noticed, down hill he was slopping

03:02 Down hill he was pining for Princey and Jean

03:09 And knew he's a wham, his travels are ended

03:15 A God fearing body, Fye did his best

03:20 His life was a sermon, the mourners are counted

03:25 On Tuesday last week, Fenton we laid him to rest

03:31 And we had a thought, though we did not divulge it

03:37 As we hankies we dabbed, the tears failing

03:43 That if he Fye was born in a manger say well zet

03:49 They'll be waiting for wappy, his Princey and Jean

03:57 [applause]