HALL GREEN WAY
 
Maybe one day I’ll go whum again to Wednesbury,
	If only afternoon on closing day,
Just to jump the pot-holes in Corns St. up Kingshill,
	Where rosebay willow-herb seeds drift your way.
refrain		seeds drift your way.

Just to touch the dark church walls of St Bartholomews
	And feel again the greasy brown-black clay.
Then to traipse beside the cut and smell the oil,
	 And gawp on them two ducks at their display.
refrain		at their display.
 
Up on Ocker Bonk they’ve found the old lost city.
	When first they lost it we said hip hurray.
Though for excitement we should visit Portway,
	 And watch the railway lines there rust away.
refrain		lines there rust away.

Just to tread the broken flagstones of York Crescent,
	Or kick a glede as kids we did at play.
Then to buck the one-way system rournd the centre,
	And watch the sun go brown down Hall Green way.
refrain		down Hall Green way.
 
Yes her parents are still living near the Manor.
	She has moved to Sedgely (so they say).
Well guess my life is up the suff, in cack now.
	‘Cos I still love her so. Oh lackaday.
refrain		Oh lackaday.
 
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 © CRESBY 2nd AUG 1984	tune Galway Bay (traditional)