On the Cut

Words by Dave Boulton
Music by Jeff Parton
© 2005 His Worship and the Pig
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Well, itís horses for courses now transportingís gone
On the cut, on the cut
No more sweating and slaving for every ton
On the cut, on the cut
Thereís no muck and mud and thereís no rutted roads
On the cut, on the cut
Thereís no rocks and no shocks and no shedding of loads
On the cut, on the cut
Thereís no gashes, no slashes, no scratches or scars
On the cut, on the cut
Or freezing your balls off out under the stars
On the cut, on the cut
Well thereís shade from the sun and thereís shelter from rain
On the cut, on the cut
And a little pot stove when the frost comes again
On the cut, on the cut
Thereís no summer dust and thereís no winter grime
On the cut, on the cut
For young men turned old men afore itís their time
On the cut, on the cut
And itís gentlemenís hours and gentlemenís ways
On the cut, on the cut
May Mr James Brindley be lauded and praised
On the cut, on the cut
On the cut, on the cut
This song was part of a show called China Town which was written to celebrate the pottery industry based in and around Stoke-on-Trent.

Recorded on :
China Town by His Worship and the Pig (Cregreen Recordings CR08, 2005)