Saturday 14 May 2011

FIX ME BY JIM BYRNE

Listen am bound to tell thee
It`s really summat grand
Put thy at an coyet on
I`ll tek thee by thand

Wev`e to see about me knee caps
Replacin em tha see`s
Av ed sum jip for many a year
An now there bein fixed, no fear

When am dun an bout allt pain
I`ll tek thee fo a reet good do
Me dad ed jip an look at im
He`s quicker gerrin tut loo

He wo took short many a neet
He`d jump out o bed an land on his knee`s
He`d cus an swear, frustrated to death
Mageret he`d shout,will ya elp me wi these

He`d make it just in time,i`m jus same
Me knees give out every day
Al fall down at any time,folk think thart drunk
It`s these chuffin knee`s,i`m sunk

Were celebratin now dust see
No more goin tut loo on me knees
I ope this op will do the trick
Then i can chuck away this chuffin stick

Me next job is changin me teeth
it`s particulaly ard wen i`m chewin on beef
As get me knee`s reet, a job on me feet
in three month time a should be  alreet

Copyright  James Byrne

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