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...............