My Barra
I'm sourcing for the sale, oh
I take up my barrow a-lightly-o
I travel alone, oh
And you'll do well by me I know
I'm waiting for the sale, six months late
Take a pretty little ticket at the gate
And when the sun arises, I'll be there
With my breakfast and my tea I got down there
Oh, they saw me there
Straight as a sail, I've got my way
And always be sure that you'll come by me
For the ones that you left there were meant there for me
I'm here with my barrow-o
Looking to buy your wares
You'll want to sell me it all
And then a tidy little bargain for we both
I'll shake your hand, oh
Then stab you in the back and off I go
I look like the others in the cold
But a wolf in sheeps clothing I am
I'm always polite wherever I go
Straight as a sail I'll get my way
And always be sure that you'll come by me
For the ones that you left there were meant there for me
Take a pretty little ticket and in you go
When you get in you will find that you want for it all
How much, then what is it, they cry
And I move amongst them all quiet like
I know the way wherever you go
I'll follow and find you for your curios
I won't be the one to pay silly-o
But agree you'll have a bargain and I'll have my fill
I take up my barrow a-lightly-o
I travel alone, oh
And you'll do well by me I know
I'm waiting for the sale, six months late
Take a pretty little ticket at the gate
And when the sun arises, I'll be there
With my breakfast and my tea I got down there
Oh, they saw me there
Straight as a sail, I've got my way
And always be sure that you'll come by me
For the ones that you left there were meant there for me
I'm here with my barrow-o
Looking to buy your wares
You'll want to sell me it all
And then a tidy little bargain for we both
I'll shake your hand, oh
Then stab you in the back and off I go
I look like the others in the cold
But a wolf in sheeps clothing I am
I'm always polite wherever I go
Straight as a sail I'll get my way
And always be sure that you'll come by me
For the ones that you left there were meant there for me
Take a pretty little ticket and in you go
When you get in you will find that you want for it all
How much, then what is it, they cry
And I move amongst them all quiet like
I know the way wherever you go
I'll follow and find you for your curios
I won't be the one to pay silly-o
But agree you'll have a bargain and I'll have my fill
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Writer(s): Nicola Kearey, Ian Carter
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