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Black Country Folk by Gary Westwood
The Black Country bloke
An' 'is woman too
Am' sometimes seen as a joke
With their ayin' an' bayin'
An' corin' an' worin'
But trust me, they'm
Nobody's fools.
'Cos over the years
two 'undred an' more
they've med' things
like yo'd never know,
'ommers an' nails
steam engines an' rails,
even yer old metal po.
They've med' bridges
an' chimneys, planes an' tanks
f' the war,
catches an' 'inges
an' locks yo con fit on yer door.
Chains an' anchors
fer ships great an' small,
'ommered by 'ond at the forge.
Tested an' checked
'ter see theres no shirkin',
the one on Titanic's
yer know, its still werkin'.
But jokin' apart
its gorra be sed ,
that Black Country folks
am' strong in the arm,
but they bay always
saft in the yed.
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