When thoo gits tu seventy it focuses thee mind On aw t’old things thoo’s left behind But noo ah’s yan year further on Past t’bible’s allotted three score un ten Ah’s lucky that ah’s awreet in me heed Although a lot may nut agree. When yer larl yu cant wait to be grown up Hef a crafty smoke un a forbidden sup Ah hed me fust pint in t’Golden Fleece Just turned sixteen, hair full uh grease Teddy boys we aw wus back then Thowt we were it, but nut yit men. Me fust fag cem when ah wus nine A stump given by a friend uh mine Then ah wus hooked,we thowt we wus big But ah became addicted tu that cig Must uh cost us a fortune ower t’years Un git us inta trouble wid oor old dears Ah’d use me dinner money tu buy five Park Drive Player Weights or Woodbines, eh man alive, We wus stupid then, but we niver thowt Un knock off dinner tickets could be bowt Discovered lasses when ah grew a bit higher Me fust date wus Betty Reed in t’old Empire Efter ah foond hef a crown tu sit in t’best seats And spoil her with a load uh sweets Took hef uh t’picture tu git me fust kiss It took some guts, ah wus new tu aw this. Left school at fifteen tu wuk on Lowca screens A shock tu t’system fer a lad in his teens Went in tu t’army three year later un left t’old toon Noo fifty two year on ah still love comin doon Lots uh things ef changed un fowk passed away But looken back still meks me day We didn’t hef much but what we hed we shared It wus a place in time when iverybody cared.
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 08:33:39 +0000
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