OGGIE LAND

Half a pound of flour and rice, makes a lovely cracker,
Just enough for you and I, cor bugger janner,
Oh how happy us'll be, when us gets to the West Country,
Where the oggies grow on trees, cor bugger janner.

Where be that blackbird to, I know where he be,
He be up yon worzel tree, and I be after he.
Now he sees I, and I sees he, and he knows I be after he,
With a bloody great stick I'll hack 'ee down,
Blackbird I'll have 'ee.

Twenty five years I worked on this farm,
And you can't take the piss out of I,
And we'll all go down to oggie land,
To oggie land, to oggie land,
And we'll all go down to oggie land,
Where they can't tell the difference
Between tissue paper, tissue paper,
Marmalade and jam, Hey !
Milk with the hard on, ICE CREAM !

c1990, transcribed from Rude Rugby Songs, Vol. 3 by Ron & the Rude Boys.

Listen here: https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=XDEvM33st7M&list=OLAK5uy_kSeENnC96GNbfaD8bgghZFMBXNMCotxIc