"For a five-bladed, silver-plated, pearl-handled pocket-knife" is the last line of the refrain of a song that used to be one of the signature songs of one of the residents (Tom Blumer, formerly living in St Annes, present whereabouts unknown) at the old Fleetwood Folk Club (North Euston era, early to mid-eighties).

The burden of the song is "What wouldn't a young boy do for a five-bladed, silver-plated, pearl-handled pocket-knife?" after being lured into the home of an elderly neighbour-lady who just happens to keep a stock of the said treasures as reward for who-knows-what services rendered by her young visitors.

Nothing in the DT or Forum, Google no help.

Anybody got any clues as to source (possibly Country and Western, recalling Tom's delivery) or the rest of the lyrics?

Or any idea what happened to Tom Blumer? I think he may have worked for Shell Oil, so could conceivably have travelled widely after his stay in the Fylde.

Ross