Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2007 12:21:29 GMT 1
We decided to visit the Chip shop, in our nearby Dowlais Town,
So off we went from Cwmcannol Street,down to our playing ground
Up on to the steps of the Odd fellows Hall,we would sit alongside a mate
Waiting again for throw out time, though it often meant staying out late
To watch them all stagger into the shop,from the pubs that’s all about
To hear the singing from the men,and the Drunken women shout
You watch where you are looking gal, keep your eyes off my old man
She replied, what do he see in you,with a face like a Butchers Van
And so the Quarrelling on the Saturday nights went on in Dowlais Town
Until a shout brought the peace again,
The Bobbies on his round.
So off we went from Cwmcannol Street,down to our playing ground
Up on to the steps of the Odd fellows Hall,we would sit alongside a mate
Waiting again for throw out time, though it often meant staying out late
To watch them all stagger into the shop,from the pubs that’s all about
To hear the singing from the men,and the Drunken women shout
You watch where you are looking gal, keep your eyes off my old man
She replied, what do he see in you,with a face like a Butchers Van
And so the Quarrelling on the Saturday nights went on in Dowlais Town
Until a shout brought the peace again,
The Bobbies on his round.