Down At The Old 29

Arthur Gladwood, dodgy mad pud
All the lads would disappear
Dick & Monga, they're no longer here

Dougy Bell and Suggie Dell & Ken
All the lads out down the 29, back then
Dickie and Rob, flip n' fat Bob came
Now things will never be the same, again

Arthur Gladwood, dodgy mad pud
All the lads would disappear
Dick & Monga, they're no longer here

I can still see, Kevin Wilksey's face
At the 29 bar on Fridays, always
Me & Mosey, there till closin' time
Back in the day the 29 was mine

Arthur Gladwood, dodgy mad pud
All the lads would disappear
Dick & Monga, thеy're no longer herе

A chilling wind blows so cold
And there's no hint of the old 29

Alfie Noble, Nick & Nobby, Pete & Keith & Mac & Robbie
Baz & skinny Tim & little Paul
Jacky, Jimmy, Bobby, Teddy, Donny, Harry, Willy, Bernie
Barry, Garry, Charlie, Freddie, Jerry, Trevor, Billy, Ernie
Merry Melly, Jack & Terry, Dirty Dicka, Danny, Neil & all
Micky, daft Doug, and the lads would be
Down at the 29, happy, with me
But before long, they were all gone oh
Where did me 29 mates go? Who knows

Arthur Gladwood, dodgy mad pud
All the lads would disappear
Dick & Monga, they're no longer here
Dicky and Rob, Micky and Doug, flip n' fat Bob came