Now on the sports page he'd appear
teh idol of the local lassie's
out on the field he played it fair
while all the girls made forward passes
until another match turned overhead
Jarrow lads V ruling classes
and with no future in it now
he was home again and up the brow

Back underground to hear no lark
thirty years from dawn till evening
until the coal had left it's mark
and to the bank the earth returned him
no more to sweat his days out in the dark
some years on top the dust had earned
and all the while the sickness grew
still he'd ask what he could do for you

I'll come back with more later ...... love the line about girls making forward passes