I posted this in another message some time ago. The LP that I've got this on is "Straight From The Tunnel's Mouth" by The Boatmen - Eric Blackburn, John Grace, Pat Slattery
Published 1975
Sweet Folk and Country SFA 018

Winson Green Jail - Trad

Oh have you been down to the jail
Where the warders they wait upon you
Where they give you free bread and water
But never no baccy to chew
And instead of a Sunday cooked dinner
You'll be counting the bricks in your cell
With a too-ra-li-oo-ra-li-addy
In a place they call Winson Green Jail

They send you down there from the steelhouse
When the bogies have finished with you
They shove you in cell block reception
In front of a bloody great screw
And instead of counting your money
You'll be counting the bricks in your cell
With a too-ra-li-oo-ra-li-addy
In a place they call Winson Green Jail

It stands in a lovely location
By the side of the old BCN
In summer it stinks like a cess pool
And in Winter it smells like a fen
And instead of hanging round Gas Street
You'll be counting the bricks in your cell
With a too-ra-li-oo-ra-li-addy
In a place they call Winson Green Jail


The steelhouse is the police station in Steelhouse Lane
BCN is the Birmingham Canal Navigation

The LP that I've got this on is "Straight From The Tunnel's Mouth" by The Boatmen - Eric Blackburn, John Grace, Pat Slattery
Published 1975
Sweet Folk and Country SFA 018

Cheers
Mark