Kilbirnie
If Glengarnock were a nightingale All day it's song would sing Around the houses, through the streets Oh the joy that it would bring It's tiny feet upon the roofs Of buildings, trees and lawns Spreading joy on little wings And chirping at the dawn Songs of hope and thanksgiving For all the good that´s here From Auchengree to Barkip farm With eyes so crisp and clear And by the station trees it sits For all the passers by None can silence joy and hope As the bird soars in the sky On the coldest winter morn Or by the frozen burn The bird will chirp its peace and love At every waking turn And on the happy days of spring While children take to rest The little bird at Longbar farm Will nestle in its nest