Down sir matt busby way Stretford red devils play George best here to stay red blood on his shirt scores a goal in the dirt
deep heart tears i miss thee groans of pains not to see thee dark despair
Over the hills sit dan windy rain with sam we begin to date ham walk down the stairs fair to share we stare
Mr plump and mr plimp to meet and have tea by the sea they both stink not had a wash
In spite of fathers sternest strictures sue spent each evening at the pictures you see a lot of reels he said
Hold my hands so i can stand my legs no more also very sore sorry to be a bore
Starry starry night painted to violets delight flaming flowers make it through the night the green fairy
up town girl Luton town village green fair ground caddington club my subs back cricketers pub grub five oaks trees school shrubs
drink thy wine to a fine dine in the three blackbirds with blueberry pie red rose to a prose to see the mary rose
Nothing but tit for tat scratch my back jack and i will scratch yours pitifully world we live desperate pain to gain
There are bridges. to cross and the way is long but a purpose in life will make you strong
Fare to dare to fly in the sky not to stare on ryanair for we not see dolly oh golly
to a bairns cuddle doon to a misty moon tis a home poet from the toon remember the miners
oh you wander to see i bright spark tis a singing lark on a tree in the park walk around the estate
Look up to skies black dire dirty lock doors and chains knock me down heart i wake lord what is this destitute place piercing body pains for abates