Don’t Go to the Match Today
¶ 1
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“Don’t go to the match today, my son,
The journey is arduous, long and tiring.
I’d rather you stayed here at home with me,
And helped me to do that re-wiring.”
¶ 2
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“Don’t go to the match today, daughter of mine,
Much better remain here with me.
We’ll go to the centre and look round the shops,
And be back in good time for tea.”
¶ 3
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“Oh husband, my husband, don’t go to the match,
Don’t get on that east-bound train.
The pitch, I expect, is a rain-soaked mud-patch,
Do you s’pose you will see a great game?”
¶ 4
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“Don’t go to the Cup-tie today, my love,
“Don’t go to the match, dear wife.”
“Why shouldn’t I go to the match today?
Are you worried I might lose my life?”
¶ 5
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They went to the match that day, they did,
Lads, lasses, grown women and men.
They set out for Sheffield with hope in their hearts,
And never came home again…
¶ 6
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14/4/09
Denys E. W. Jones
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