(Trad / Tomi Jenkins)
Chorus:
With its
Soap starch and candles, fender, brick and turpentine
Everglue and mustard and cod-liver oil and scent
Black lead, clothes-line, treacle, peas and fishing-line
Colours mixed for painting, pots and brushes lent
'Twas on last Easter Monday that I took a trip to Coombe
'Twas there I met the charming girl, of her I sing to you
'Twas on the steamboat we first met, I felt my heart go flop
For she told to me her name and described her father's shop
I saw them playing at a-kissing in the ring so I joined them in that scene
She always threw her glove at me to chase her round the green
And when I caught her - oh what bliss to span her tender waist
And when I kissed her how I said, Of heaven those lips do taste
Now a year's gone by and her and me we decided to get wed
And in the back room of that shop we had a grand old spread
And then her father's come to me and he made my heart go flop
For he said to me that we could keep the corner shop
(as sung by Cromlech)