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Trappy Lad

from Trappy Lad by Tony Morris

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Title track of the Album, it describes the job and life of a 12 year old boy in his first job down an ironstone mine.

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TRAPPY LAD

CHORUS
It’s blacker than pitch down here
And the stench is awful queer
And the rats often squeak in my ear
And I’ve been back of this door a year.
I’m a ‘ Trappy Lad ’.

My Father said:
“Your eating us out of house and home.
You’re a strapping lad, to old to roam,
It’s time you were earning your keep.
I’ve just the place for thee.
I’ll have a word with maister.
You can go down mine with me.”
Well, me Father spoke to Gaffer
And Gaffer said I’d a job,
So off we went one morning,
I’d left the hearth and hob.
The little birds were singing,
It was Summer and already light
But I thought they’d gotten me out of me bed
In the middle of the night.
CHORUS
We walked all way to the pit
And then we walked below.
Me Father had a candle lit,
Then he said: “No further you go.”
There was a big wood door and a little stool.
He said: “You sit right there
And when you hear the horses come
You open door, wide and clear.”
Me Father said: “So long lad.
I’ve got to get on to face.
You’ll not be needing a candle.
It won’t last an eight hour shift.”
He walked away with his midge
And I was left alone.
I’d never known it that dark
And I began to moan.
It’s blacker than pitch down here
And the stench is awful queer
And the rats often squeak in my ear
And I’ve been back of this door a year.
I’m a ‘ Trappy Lad ’.

Well, I’d got me bate in a box
Then I felt summat soft poke me foot.
There was rumble, scrabble and squeak.
On me own for a six day week
Listening for horse and wagon
To come clanking up the drift.
With only rats to share me cell
It seemed an unending shift.
With a jammy bit of crust
I’ve trained one as my friend
It climbs up on my knee.
I stroke him from end to end.
Mightn’t allus be same one
But t’ is company and cheer.
If you think you can see in t’dark
Then of darkness you’ve no idea.
CHORUS
They say when I’ve served two years
And I get to be fourteen
They’ll let me go where the stone is hewed
Where I have never been.
They’ll give me a horse to drive.
On my way up and I’ll start to thrive,
And as long as I can keep alive,
Survive the rolling wagons, flying spraggs,
The rock falls and explosive snags,
I’ll no longer be a ‘Trappy Lad’
But a full fledged ironstone miner.

It’s blacker than pitch down here
And the stench is awful queer
And the rats often squeak in my ear
And I’ve been back of this door a year.
I’m a ‘ Trappy Lad ’.

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from Trappy Lad, released October 29, 2014

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Tony Morris Whitby, UK

TONY MORRIS is an Own Brand Performer and Entertainer who performs his own songs and music.".
Currently running Covideo Folk Club Facebook Group.
About 200 rough and ready warts and all videos on his Facebook Profile Site, Be amazed. ... more

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