HIGH PART OF THE TOWN – Jez Lowe (Lowe Life Music)
Every Sunday we go walking to the high part of the town
Ever since me father went up there and he found half a crown
He said this is easy money, the conditions can’t be beat
We’ve never found a penny more, but it keeps us off the street
Keep your hands down in your pockets
And your eyes down on the ground
For the streets are lined with silver
In the high part of the town
Our house is not so crowded since me mother ran away
She’d rather live from hand to mouth than to live from day to day
Well me father’s often lonely, but its a blessing in disguise
Its cured me mother’s worries and its cured me dad’s black eyes
Then a man came from the council for to make me go to school
He asked me lots of questions and he told me lots of rules
They tried to teach geography, but I found it much too hard
When they asked me where does coal come from, I answered “next door’s yard”.
Last Sunday night me father had a bit too much to sup,
He swapped his Sunday overcoat for a seven week old pup
They told him it is was a bull dog, he believed them I suppose
We found it was a poodle with a badly broken nose.
They sent me home from school last wee, ‘cos they said that I had nits,
My mother said she was ashamed, but I was thrilled to bits,
All my friends were green with envy, but I knew just what to do,
I sold them nits at ten pence each and they all got sent home too.
Now me father said someday we’ll live in the high part of the town
But every time he gets a job they close the colliery down
Its not when the pits are closing when me fathers troubles start
Its when they close the pubs as well, it nearly breaks his heart