At Brum We Loaded Sauce by Mal Edwards At Brum we loaded sauce For Wigan town of course Far up the north and bloody miles away The boat was loaded deep Up at Tolcher Middle Street And we had to work like hell to get our pay Me missus name was Ann And she'd fight any a man Any mortal soul who crossed our way With a thought in mind I cussed the buggers blind All down the cut and on our way We got to Norbury Junction But the engine ceased to function The whole thing's let us down at last Still we didn't care For the pubs just over there And I'll let the other buggers sail on past They chucked us out at three I was blind drunk I couldn't see Without my missus I did take a lash I thought I'd done me best But she kicked me in the chest And I ended in the cut in one big splash She cussed and she cursed And I thought I'd need a hearse As I scrambled back out on the bank Then she kicked me up the arse And I landed in the grass And lay there on my face and bloody stank Then she had me to my feet And threw me on the boat Untied so we could get away Me boots were full of mud Me body covered in blood But Middlewich we'd have to be next day When we got to Middlewich I tried to kill the little bitch So I sneaked upon her with a cabin mop I hit her on the head You think she would be dead But she turned around and downed me with a chop The lyrics were transcribed from Mal Edwards’ CD but, despite many listenings, Mal’s broad accent defeated me and the street name in grey above has eluded me. Recorded on :
As I lay there on the deck She tried to break my neck With a chain attached to a bottle screw It twisted round her ankle She fell and I was thankful For I got up on my feet and bloody flew She chased me up the towpath Then around the locks She chased me through Middlewich too It was then I saw a haven For my life I was a saving So I ran across into a public loo There was only one way in There was only one way out And I didn't realise it at the time She came charging through the door Skidded on the floor And ended upside down in the urine I felt sorry for me wench And went and helped her up And I put her great big hand in mine As we walked back out the door We vowed we'd fight no more And we'd boat together for all time We're on our way at last Though time does fly past To Wigan we will be the next day And then we'll go out boozing In the pubs of our own choosing For that's when we'll both receive our pay
As recorded by Mal Edwards
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