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Middleton Junction Band

We have a band in Junction,
The good old Junction band,
They practice every night,
Behind the Bird I'th Hand.

CHORUS
Some works at the Junction
And some works at the Jam,
But they all join in the chorus
For the Middleton Junction Band.

Now Skinner were the leader,
He had such big flat feet,
You could always tell when t' Junction Band
Were coming down our street.

They entered for a contest,
They thowt it were a gift,
Only two bands entered
And the junction band got biffed.

The judge stood on the platform.
He took 'em by surprise,
He said "You've done right well me lads
You've won the booby prize!"

John Willy played the trombone,
His slide it worked a treat,
It pushed all t' kids in t' gutter
As we marched down the street.

Bert Higgins played the kettle drum,
It wasn't half a sight,
His wife she boiled the clothes in it
Every Monday night.

Now Skinner had a cornet
A cornet made of lead
We asked him where he geet it from
And this is what he said:

"I geet it from the Junction,
The good old Junction band
They practise every Friday night
Behind the Bird i' th' Hand.