"Barge Ballad" lyrics

"Barge Ballad"

Once there was a barge lad
Way up atop the mast
Shouting to the skipper
"We've made it home at last"

Well, I was that barge lad
Way up atop the mast
Now I'm the skipper and that young nipper
Had better be holding fast

Oh we're loaded down, with bales so high
You've got lean backwards
If you want to see the sky
Oh, the Thames may forgive us
But the Alde never will
So eyes front and away we sail

Oh, you've got to be able
Way up atop the mast
Your legs better be nimble
And your head better think fast

Well, I was that able
Way up atop the mast
Now I'm the skipper and that young nipper
Is hearty enough to last

Oh we're loaded down, with bales so high
You've got lean backwards
If you want to see the sky
Oh, the Thames may forgive us
But the Alde never will
So eyes front, keep your head, and away we sail

Oh, you've eyes like an eagle
Way up atop the mast
Spotting all the obstacles
That come across your path

Well, I was that eagle
Way up atop the mast
But now I'm the skipper and that young nipper
Will keep us from taking a bath

Oh we're loaded down, with bales so high
You've got lean backwards
If you want to see the sky
Oh, the Thames may forgive us
But the Alde never will
So eyes front, keep your head, clear your throat, and away we sail

Oh, you've got to remember
Way up atop the mast
Knowing all the river routes
That you never learn from the charts

Well, I do remember
Way up atop the mast
But now I'm the skipper and that young nipper
Is taking the rivers to heart

Oh we're loaded down, with bales so high
You've got lean backwards
If you want to see the sky
Oh, the Thames may forgive us
But the Alde never will
So eyes front, keep your head, clear your throat, know your way, fill your pipe, grab on tight, look for the lights and away we sail


Writer(s): David Robinson, Andrew Robert Yates, Jonathan Michael Peter Darley, Robert James Alexander Sattin, Joshua Bowker
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