The Brockie Lads When the Brockie Lads came back with the first days of summer The whole town came out to watch them pass In their trailers and vans full of candy, rides and pleasure And a fond smile for each and every lass The Brockie Lads are bad but the Brockie Lads are bonny The Brockie Lads are all they’ve said and done And I never loved but once , she was the fairest of any But away with a Brockie Lad she’s gone The Brockie Lads are black with the ways of the devil They’re just tinkers and hawkers at heart All their flash clothes and cars hide a fear for to settle ‘Cos they’re born in the creaking of the cart The Brockie............... And when we’d all had our fill of the racket and the rattle And the last time the lights had all gone down They packed away their wild world of painted wood and metal And went off to work and woo another town The Brockie...............
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