Barges by Ralph McTell


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Me and my (Amin)brother re(C/G)turned to the (Amin)water
(C)I saw a (Emin)pike that was (F)two feet (C)long.
(Amin)Two small ma(C)gicians (Amin)each with a (C/G)jam jar
Cast (Amin)spells on the (C)water with (G)hazel twig (Amin)wands

Country boys catch tadpoles, dive into water
Made shy by their laughter, we wondered down stream
And summer rolled o’re us with no complications
Sat thinking of Mama, sometimes in dreams

Stand by the drawbridge waiting for barges
Waiting around for smiles from the man.
Lifting the bridge whilst watching the horses
Dragging the slow boats up the canal.

I do remember the times but no number
After the day, but before evening comes
Waiting for castles and kettles with roses
Painted on barges that sailled into the sun

Those seeing the river run that was by a man begun ?
Open the locks and let the boats sail on,
Taking their castles and kettles with roses
With summers our childhood leaving smiles on the man.

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