The Trip

by Gezz Overington

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I rise at all hours so early in the morn
While the streets are still empty, afore the day starts to dawn;
For the last twenty years thatís how Iíve earnt me pay,
For the last twenty years on the ould waterway.
I roll out oí bed and I pull on me clothes,
Stumble downstairs, itís so chilly and cold,
Pull on me topcoat as the clock starts to strike,
Then I pick up me bait and Iím off on me bike.

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Working the Aire and Calder Navigation Canal,
The work it is hard but we donít give a damn;
We bring down the coal by night and by day,
Thatís how we earn our living on the ould waterway.

Well it isnít too long Ďfore Iím on board the tug,
Down in the cabin, so warm and so snug;
I put on the kettle to boil up a brew,
Then I sit down and wait for the rest of the crew.
When the lads come on board, why, thereís no time to shirk,
Ould Bill the engineer gets the engine to work;
The jebus is fastened tight up to the bow;
The pans are chained up and we take íem in tow.

Thereís nineteen empties to take up this trip,
To be filled up wií coal from a South Yorkshire pit,
Six-hundred tons of Yorkshireís black gold
To be carried abroad in a collier shipís hold.
When the tug she is ready then the long trip is on;
We travel through Sykehouse and then Barnby Dun;
We tie up in Doncaster just before noon,
Then itís off into town for a pint or two.

When the pans are all full then weíre heading for Goole;
It takes between four and five hours as a rule,
To work the canal and to haul through the locks,
Then we moor the Tom Puddings by the hoist in the docks.
Thatís one more dayís work and one more dayís pay,
One more day travelling the ould waterway,
Then Iím on me way home for a bite and a kip
Then itís up before daybreak to start the next trip
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