Esra Sloblock - Blackpool

It's Wakes week fer t'lads and lasses
We're off ter t'coast along wi' t'masses
Shoutin' laughin' smilin' faces
Loadin t'chara up wi' cases
A week o' fun, of actin' t'fool
Eh, d'yer know, Ah luv Blackpool

Wheels keep rollin' underneath
Grandad Jack forgot 'is teeth
We got there early afternoon
Th'eat enough ter mek yer swoon
Yon Blackpool sun was crackin' t'flags
'By gum it's warm fer carryin' bags'

Later we're all sat on t'sand
All the dads 'ave suppin' planned
Mams and kids don't know where we are
We're in the pub supportin' t'bar
We're sat there swillin' ale down t'neck
'They know we've gone' 'Oh chuffin' 'eck! '

We've 'ad our fill and stagger back
Me, me Dad and Grandad Jack
You can tell we've 'ad a few
Dodgin' trams and donkey poo

Late on we 'ave a walk down t'pier
Our Granville gorra wasp in th'ear
Ah knocked it out from t'other side
Yon wasp fell out and promptly died
Ah sed 'Hang on Granville, now that's reet queer,
What's killt yon wasp inside thi ear? '
Ee sed 'Dunno coz Ah can't see
Burral tell thi what tha near killt me! '

And to th'otel we wend our way
The evening of our first day
All sat there wi' our windblown mops
That owd sea air is knockout drops
A quick nightcap on t'barstool
Eh, d'yer know, Ah luv Blackpool.

Esra Sloblock

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