Pull Down Lads Lyrics

Words and Music: John Tams

Pull down lads,
Pass the berry round lads,
Ta'ra to Sylvie, Ta'ra to Jean,
We'll soon be on the road,
Don't think on what you're leaving,
Don't think on what you've found,
Just tear off the tilt, pull out the chat,
We'll find another ground.

Pull down lads,
It wasn't a bad ground lads,
We've made some brass, you've had a lass,
It's p'rhaps as well we're going,
I know how it can hurt, lads, To leave her standing there,
For there's often fears and there's always tears,
But you'll be back next year.

Pull down lads,
The sets are cooling down lads,
The ark's all packed and the dodgems stacked,
A bite of scrand and go,
We'll leave it as we found it,
They'll never know we've been,
For we trade in fun and we go and come,
We're often scorned but seldom mourned,
Oh I hope you'll know what I mean.

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