Ewan MacColl, Charles Parker, Peggy Seeger все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Come all you British loco men who travel the Iron Way,
There’s a long weekend and money to spend, it’s time to draw your pay,
You’ve done your 80-hour fortnight and now it’s time for play,
So off with your dirty dungarees, your time is yours today.

We’ll give her some rock and we’ll beat the clock and send her on her way,
For every train is an express train upon a Saturday.

I may be a wage slave on Monday,
But I am a free man on Sunday.

I’ve been over Snowdon, I’ve slept upon Crowdon
I’ve camped by the Wain Stones as well,
I’ve sunbathed on Kinder, been burnt to a cinder, and many more things I can tell.
Me rucksack has oft been my pillow,
The heather has oft been my bed,

It doesn’t matter where you come from, what colour you are, what religion. Anything, it doesn’t
make any difference, if you’ve got that feeling that you want to be a driver, if you’ve got it in your
blood, you’ll make a railwayman. You see there’s one thing about railway work, especially footplate
work - you must have a leaning for that job. I’ve had a West Indian fireman with me, on long
distance trains, and he’s been as good a fireman as I’ve ever had on the job. He definitely has it in
his blood, and he comes from Jamaica.

It was four a.m. that Saturday John Axon left his bed,
At five he drew his time-card at Edgeley loco shed,
Just after six Ron Scanlon his fireman cried ‘Away’ -
It was a day no different from any other day.

It was still dark when I got to the shed that Saturday morning. Jack was waiting there – ‘Come on,
Ron’, he said, ‘We want to get finished.’ Let me see, you’re never early at that time of the morning –
it’s bad enough having to get there at the right time! And as I walked in the driver’s lobby there

Steam train steam train,
What’s your number what’s your name,
Collecting trains, a fine game,
I’ve got more than you.
Waiting for the Arpley train,
On the road to Cheadle,
Saw the local passing by,
Pop goes the diesel.

The rain was gently falling when they started down the line,
And on the way to Buxton the sun began to shine,
But the steam brake pipe was leaking and a wisp of steam did rise -
The fireman he reported this when in Buxton they arrived.

When we left Edgeley it was raining cats and dogs, but on the way up it cleared beautiful, and by
the time we got to Buxton it was like a Spring morning. The sun was shining, wasn’t a cloud in the
sky, and you, you get a keenness up there with it being very high up, and with the sun shining it

The repair was done and the train made up
When they left in Buxton siding,
And the time was just eleven-five,
And the sun it was a-shining

Four eight one double eight was her number,
Scanlon was the fireman,

Under the large injector steam valve
There’s a length of one and one-eighth piping.
It connects with a driver’s brake valve.
The connecting point is a joint of brass.
A one and one-eighth steam pipe,
Fixed in a threaded joint,
Rests on asbestos packing,
And is sealed –