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A song about West Bromwich Albion.

John Williams

Friday, September 13th, 2002

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I was born and raised in the Black Country,
The son of an Oldbury man,
Who worked his days in a factory,
And when he came home he would ask of me,
Tell me how did the Baggies get on, my son,
Tell me how did the Baggies get on?
And did they score in the opening half,
And have the really won?
And did they stalwartly defend
The Brummie Road and the Smethwick End?
Tell me how did the Baggies get on, my boy,
Tell me how did the Baggies get on?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The fierce debates in the Upper House
Would perplex an Oxford don;
What to do about crime and debt control,
And the ozone layer above the pole?
But the question that weighs on every soul
Is, who nodded in the decisive goal?
And how did the Baggies get on, My Lords,
Tell me how did the Baggies get on?

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 There are mysteries that cloud the mind
From dawn till setting sun;
Are truth and beauty just a lie,
And where is love, and how, and why?
Is there a God, and, when we die,
Is there a ‘Hawthorns’ in the sky?
And how did the Baggies get on, Your Grace,
Tell me how did the Baggies get on?

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 So when at night with curtains drawn
My race is all but run,
Though I’m laid low, before I go
There’s just one thing I’ll need to know;
Tell me how did the Baggies get on, my boy,
Tell me how did the Baggies get on?
And are they up where they belong,
At the top of Division One?
Tell me how did the Baggies get on, my son,
Tell me how did the Baggies get on?

Notes

This is poem is actually a few years old, and has been published in a little book by the Carmarthen writers’ circle. I just read about your web site in the Sunday Times, so was moved to paste up a couple of my own poems.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-song-about-west-bromwich-albion/