Out on the board
The old shearer stands,
Grasping his shears
In his thin bony hands;
Fixed is his gaze on
A bare-bellied yoe,
Glory if he gets her,
Won’t he make the ringer go.
Chorus:
Click go the shears boys,
Click, click click,
Wide is his blow
And his hands move quick,
The ringer looks around
And is beaten by a blow,
And curses the old snagger
With the bare-bellied yoe.
Chorus:
In the middle of the floor
In his cane bottomed chair
Sits the boss of the board
With his eyes everywhere,
Notes well each fleece as
It comes to the screen,
Paying strict attention
That it’s taken off clean.
Chorus:
The colonial experience man,
He is there of course,
With his shiny leggin’s on.,
Just got off his horse,
Gazes all around him like
A real connoisseur,
Scented soap and brilliantine
And smelling like a whore,
These muffins are great for breakfast or a light dinner. The kids can also take them for lunch. You don’t need all the ingredients and can change the mix using things like sweet corn, sun-dried tomates, bacon etc.
You need:
1 1/2 cups self-raising flour
2 cups grated cheddar cheese
2 eggs
1/2 cup milk
salt and pepper to taste
3 or 4 cherry tomatoes
fresh herbs (parsley, oregano, basil, chives)
ham
Method:
Mix flour, cheese, eggs, milk, herbs, ham and salt and pepper together in large bowl.
Slice the cherry tomatoes and fold into the mixture
Place large spoonfuls into greased muffin tins.
Bake 210 C for 10 mins.
Remove from oven an allow to stand
Makes 12 medium muffins
Serve with sour cream for best effect.
Getting crazy on the waltzers but it’s the life that i choose
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
And I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam
And I don’t know where I’ll be tonight but I’d always tell you where I am
In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
she had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night
i put a hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
i had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my
soul
and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and i’m just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love
it’s just the danger when you’re riding at your own risk
she said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let’s keep it like this
it’s just a cake walk twisting baby step right up and say
hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play
and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and i’m just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love
well it’s been money for muscle another whirligig
money for muscle and another girl i dig
another hustle just to make it big
and rockaway rockaway
and girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids
oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids
she took off a silver locket she said remember me by this
she put her hand in my pocket i got a keepsake and a kiss
and in the roar of the dust and diesel i stood and watched her walk away
i could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me
stay
and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and i’m just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love
and now i’m searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades
searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades
in any shooting gallery where promises are made
to rockaway rockaway from cullercoats and whitley bay out to rockaway
and girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids
girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids
Well I lived on the outskirts of town
In an eight room farmhouse, baby
When my brothers and friends were around
There was always somethin´ doin´
had me a couple of real nice girlfriends
Stopped by to see me every once in a while
When I think back about those days
All I can do is sit and smile
Chorus:
That´s when sport was a sport
And groovin´ was groovin´
and dancin´ meant everything
We were young and we were improvin´
laughtin´ laughtin´ with our friends
Holding hands meant somethin´ baby
Outside the club cherry bomb
Where our hearts were really thumpin´
say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah
The winter days they last forever
And the weekends went by so quick
We ridin´ around this little country town
We were goin´ nuts, girl, out in the stick
One night me with my big mouth
A couple guys had to put me in my place
When I see those guys these days
We just laugh and say
Remember when
Chorus:
That´s when sport was a sport
And groovin´ was groovin´
and dancin´ meant everything
We were young and we were improvin´
laughtin´ laughtin´ with our friends
Holding hands meant somethin´ baby
Outside the club cherry bomb
Where our hearts were really thumpin´
say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah
Seventeen has turned thirty-five
I´m surprised that we´re still livin´
if we´ve done any wrong
I hope that we´re forgiven
Got a few kids on my own
And some days I still don´t know
What to do
I hope that they´re not laughtin´ too
Loud, when they hear me talkin´ like this to you
Chorus:
That´s when sport was a sport
And groovin´ was groovin´
and dancin´ meant everything
We were young and we were improvin´
laughtin´ laughtin´ with our friends
Holding hands meant so much baby
Outside the club cherry bomb
Where our hearts were really thumpin´
say yeah yeah yeah
Say yeah yeah yeah
I was blue, just as blue as I could be
Ev’ry day was a cloudy day for me
Then good luck came a-knocking at my door
Skies were gray but they’re not gray anymore
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
Never saw the sun shining so bright
Never saw things going so right
Noticing the days hurrying by
When you’re in love, my how they fly
Blue days
All of them gone
Nothing but blue skies
From now on
I should care if the wind blows east or west
I should fret if the worst looks like the best
I should mind if they say it can’t be true
I should smile, that’s exactly what I do
Outside another yellow moon
Has punched a hole in the nighttime, yes
I climb through the window and down to the street
And I’m shining like a new dime
The downtown trains are full with all of those Brooklyn girls
They try so hard to break out of their little worlds
Well you wave your hand and they scatter like crows
They have nothing that will ever capture your heart
They’re just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh, if I was the one you chose to be your only one
Oh baby can’t you hear me now, can’t you hear me now
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Every night it’s just the same, you leave me lonely now
I know your window and I know it’s late
I know your stairs and your doorway
I walk down your street and past your gate
I stand by the light at the four-way
You watch them as they fall, oh baby they all have heart attacks
They stay at the carnival, but they’ll never win you back
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night it’s just the same, oh baby
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
All of my dreams they fall like rain, oh baby on a downtown train
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night it’s just the same, oh baby
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
All of my dreams just fall like rain, all on a downtown train
All on a downtown train, all on a downtown train
All on a downtown train, a downtown train
I’ve always enjoyed train songs, probably because I’ve always enjoyed trains and the best train songs have that rolling train travelling feel to them.
My favourite train songs are in no particular order:
1. People get Ready by Curtis Mayfield. A lot of people will say this isn’t a train song but more of a metaphor, but it certainly has that rattling train feel to it.
2. Folsom Prison Blues by Johnny Cash. Though sung by one of the greats of country music, the man in black gives it a great blues treatment.
3. Downtown Train by Tom Waits. Its had a few covers and one of my favourites is by Everything but The Girl, however the moody Tom Waits version is the best.
Well I hear that train a comin’
It’s rollin’ around the bend
I ain’t seen the sunshine
Since I don’t know when
Well I’m stuck in Folsom Prison
And time keeps draggin’ on
That train keeps rollin’
On down to San Antone
When I was just a baby
My mama told me, “Son,
Always be a good boy
Don’t you ever play with guns”
But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
When I hear that lonesome whistle
I hang my head and cry
Well I bet there’s rich folks eating
In a fancy dinin’ car
I bet they’re taking mushrooms
And smokin’ big cigars
Well I know I had it comin’
I know I can’t be free
Those people keep movin’
And that’s what tortures me
If they free me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
You bet I’d move it on
A little farther down the line
Yeah, far from Folsom Prison
That’s where I want to be
Well those people keep movin’
Goddammit, that’s what tortures me
If they’d free me from this prison
If that railroad train was mine
You bet I’d move it on
A little farther down the line
Yeah, far from Folsom Prison
That’s where I want to be
Well those people keep movin’
Goddammit that’s what tortures me
