A potato scone or tattie scone (tottie scone in some parts of Scotland) is a regional variant of the savoury griddle scone which is especially popular in Scotland. Many variations of the recipe exist. They generally include liberal quantities of boiled potatoes, butter and salt.
Potato scones are traditionally made as circles about 6 inches (18 cm) across and then cut into quarters. They may also be baked in small rounds. They are generally unleavened and are thinner, 7 mm or so, than what is usually considered a scone; they resemble a soft oatcake. They are often served as part of the full Scottish breakfast with fried eggs, bacon and sliced sausage. Alternatively, they are often enjoyed in a roll, usually accompanied with either sliced sausage, bacon, or fried egg. They can also be enjoyed like a wheat scone with jam and a cup of strong tea.
A typical potato scone is made with mashed potato (potato and butter—no milk is used—with salt to taste) and plain flour is added to make it into a dough which is then rolled out and put on a griddle to cook. They are traditionally served hot, and cold potato scones are often reheated by toasting or frying. Potato scones contain a small proportion of flour to a large proportion of potatoes: one traditional recipe calls for two ounces of flour and half an ounce of butter to a pound of potatoes.
Walkin' through the streets just the other day
Caught up in the traffic--I can never get away
Runnin' here, runnin' there
No satisfaction anywhere
I do my work--ain't enough anymore
It takes the mornin' after to forget the night before
Too daze gone...too daze gone
I'm broke down, insufferable--my mind is on the blink
It's later than you think and I'm too daze gone
Went to see a friend just the other day
Had a drink or two and we blew the night away
Takin' in another show...how we live I'll never know
I can't remember the things that we said
Now all I got is this achin' in my head
Too daze gone...too daze gone
I'm broke down, insufferable--my mind is on the blink
It's later than you think and I'm too daze gone
Gone through the games that you want me to play
Gone past the rules that you put in my way
Racin' past your limit--ain't no right and wrong
Past the point of carin'--too daze gone
Couldn't raise my head just to save the day
I do my penance--try to keep the world at bay
Outa sight, outa mind...ills you don't expect to find
I learned my lesson a thousand times too
Don't make no impression--one thing I can do