"The Chancy Boys" lyrics

There were six-and-a-half with thirty strikes in all
Side by side
They called them the Chancy Boys

Tom was the first in a line, he was burning from within
Steel eyes of time
He was begging to be reborn

His father was the son of a man who could slice a ?
Tom shed the blood of him
For pennies and a trusty blade

Ol' Jerry, the dancing boy, a Chancy brother was he
Danced like a fairy queen
He'd kill a man for a price

Good times we're livin' in
These are the good times
Time waits for no one
And right now it's my time

John was a flash in the pan, a scholar for his age
Dressed in the finest tweed
A Chancy in his prime

Sweet Kay, the beggar's wife, had a postcard sent from France
Jerry passed away
Left Kay with a burden fair

The Boys met that night at the home where his father's son was born
Fire the faster round
T'was another Chancy gone

Good times we're livin' in
These are the good times
Time waits for no one
And right now it's my time