Near Twickenham ? Hmmm and on a Saturday !

Don't say yer wern't warned, Butty !

Hymns and Arias

by Max Boyce

CHORUS:
And we were singing hymns and arias,
'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.

We paid our weekly shilling for that January trip:
A long weekend in London, aye, without a bit of kip.
There's a seat reserved for beer by the boys from Abercarn:
There's beer, pontoon, crisps and fags and a croakin' 'Calon Lan'.

Into Paddington we did roll with an empty crate of ale.
Will has lost at cards and now his Western Mail's for sale.
But Will is very happy though his money all has gone:
He swapped five photos of his wife for one of Barry John.

We told the guard that we're from Wales, and asked 'Is Twickers far?'
He said 'You can catch a 48 man, but it isn't very far.'
On the bus were boys from Blaina who'd been to see the Queen,
So we had a quick Gymanfa aye, it was the greatest Lon don's seen.

We got to Twickers. early and were jostled in the crowd;
Planted leeks and dragons, looked for toilets all around.
So many there we couldn't budge — twisted legs and pale:
I'm ashamed we used a bottle that once held bitter ale.

Wales defeated England in a fast and open game.
We sang 'Cwm Rhondda' and 'Delilah', damn, they sounded both the same
. We sympathized with an Englishman whose team was doomed to fail.
So we gave him that old bottle, that once held bitter ale!

He started singing hymns and arias,
'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.

So it's down to Soho for the night. to the girls with the shiny beads;
To the funny men with lipstick on, with evil minds and deeds.
One said to Will from a doorway dark, that she didn't have much on.
But Will knew what she wanted, aye, his photo of Barry John!

And she was singing hymns and arias,
'Land of my Fathers', 'Ar hyd y nos'.

And if any catters want a Glossary to translate from Swelsh to Saxon, PM me

Gareth

Sorry, Leadfingers, but you asked for that !!!!

GW (;->)