Gavin Bryars
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Gavin Bryars & Jessica Walker
Pull down lads, pass the bevvy round lads
"Ta'ra" to Sylvie, "Ta'ra" to Jean, we'll soon be on the road
Don't think on what you're leaving
Don't think on what you've found
Just tear off the tilt, pull out the chat
We'll find another ground
Pull down lads, wasn't a bad ground lads
We've made some brass, you've had a lass
It's perhaps as well we're going
I know how it can hurt, lads, to leave her standing here
For there's often fears and there's always tears
But you'll be back next year
Pull down lads, the sets are cooling down lads
Thе ox all packed and the dodgems stackеd
A bite of scran then go
We'll leave it as we found it, they'll soon forget we've been
For we trade in fun and we go and come
We're often scorned but seldom mourned
I hope you'll know what I mean
Pull Down Lads was written by John Tams.