Hi

Can anyone help with the lyrics to a song about The Black Country whose chorus is :

"Saturday morning gone, Coseley fellas work till one I'm swinging on the gate alone, I hope me grandad hurries home."

I don't know the tilte, I don't know the author, I don't know the artist ! I do know its a song I heard in a folk club in Stourport on Severn many many years ago and the chorus keeps popping up inside my head. I must be going stupid, still stupid is as stupid does.

Thanks in anticipation