The Whisky Song

Words by Dave Boulton, music by Jeff Parton

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Now you’ve often heard mention that whisky is the drink of the great and the good
It’s apparently apt to make some people frisky – the way that it tastes I’m amazed that it could
Some say there’s a tang of the peat or the heather, the truth of the matter to me
Is regardless what’s used in the mash and the making it all ends up smelling and tasting like Wee
So take heed of these wise words of warning before you’re debased and destroyed.
And consider this … Continue reading

Miss Ida Alcock At The Vine

Words By Dave Boulton April 2009
D Maj

If you ever at a loose end when you’re visiting up Stoke
Just get off down to Tunstall town past Shelton’s coal and coke
Up Pitts Hill there’s a public house that rare and fair and fine
Run by Miss Ida Alcock she’s Landlady at The Vine

Well you wont get deep fried scampi and you wont get chicken and chips
But the beer is always crystal clear like Sunshine on your lips
And if you’re a rough-cut diamond or a legend in your … Continue reading

The Music and the Craic

Well the boys from Kerry and the boys from Derry and the girls from Dublin town
They played O’Connell’s and they sang O’Donnell’s and the Star of the County Down
They gave us Ireland’s glories and they played us there-and-back
And nothing mattered in the smoke and laughter but the music and the craic

There were slips and slides and reels besides, the brown ale and the black
And nothing mattered in the smoke and laughter but the music and the craic

Well we saw Duncannon and the mighty Shannon as she flowed down … Continue reading


Bringing Home The Bacon by Dave Boulton

Words by Dave Boulton, music by Jeff Parton

When everybody lets you down who’s there to calm your fears?
When no one understands you who seems wise beyond his years?
If you’re feeling like you’re forty or feeling like you’re four
Who knows what you need when you can’t take it anymore

He’s your teddy, he’s your confidante and friend
He’s your teddy, and he’ll love you right up to the very end
When that troubled look is in your eyes, he asks no questions tells no lies
Just sits there … Continue reading

Swollen Toes

(To the tune of ‘Hal and Tow’)

Oh take care of your tootsies and they’ll take care of you-o
Cause playing footsie with PA’s a thing you shouldn’t do-o


Now nails and toes need manicures to keep them neat and nice-o
But scissors are the thing, not speakers falling from great heights-o

Some piggies go to market and some piggies stay at home-o
Some piggies they get splattered into shards of splintered … Continue reading

Survival of the Fittest

How did we survive oh How did we survive
If you listen what they’re saying now we shouldn’t be alive
It’s a wonder that we made past the tender age of five
Oh how did we oh how did we survive

Well the paint on cots and beds was laced with zinc and lead
Which we swallowed chewed and sucked without a care
There were no safety caps or lids to deter enquiring kids
and no gates to stop you falling down the stairs.
We’d drink water from the hose till … Continue reading

Summer Is Gone

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Summer is gone, the year’s moving on
There’s mist on the water and shadows are long
leaves they are falling the wild geese are calling
The nights they are drawing and summer is gone

You came with the first golden promise of spring
and you stayed while the summer sun shone
and you’d only say you intended to stay
‘til the sun and the summer was gone

April’s soft rain caused the blossoms to bloom
and May brought the lengthening days
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Sprinkle to a Squirt

Bringing Home The Bacon by Dave Boulton

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Now we doctors are all chaps that you can trust I’m sure you know
So when you find that you’ve got trouble brewing down below
We’re the ones to track the gremlins down no matter where they lurk
We’re the lads to put the pressure back into your water works

Yes we’ll help you turn the sprinkle to a squirt
We will help you turn the trickle to a spurt
It’s a simple operation and we promise it won’t hurt
And we’ll … Continue reading

The Spanish Armada

By Dave Boulton

I’ll tell thee a sea-faring story
As told to me by my grandfather
Whose great great great great great great great granddad Tom
Helped Drake thrash the Spanish Armada

Down at Plymouth Sir Francis were playing at bowls
With the weather as fair as you’d like
Walter Raleigh were with him, now he’s best known to fame
As the man who invented the bike

Now Queen had give Francis a new set of bowls
He was trying out on the crown green
All in gold they’re inscribed with lions … Continue reading


Bringing Home The Bacon by Dave Boulton

Talk of Merlin’s wisdom, of battles in the sky
Lofty spires and Dragons fire and Kings that never die
I know it’s true I always knew somewhere in my soul
But the mountains hide the memory’s’ where city folk don’t go

There’s thunder in the mountains there’s water in the gills
And the wind is slowly drawing misty curtains on the hills
There’s a silence in the valley no beast nor bird astir
As sunset fires the ancient spires across Snowdonia

I never was a traveler and I never meant to … Continue reading