Big Strong Man (My Brother Sylveste)
Have you heard about the big strong man? He lived in a caravan. Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight? Oh, Lord what a hell of a fight. You can ta
Have you heard about the big strong man? He lived in a caravan. Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight? Oh, Lord what a hell of a fight. You can ta
Have you heard about the big strong man? He lived in a caravan. Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight? Oh, Lord what a hell of a fight. You can ta
Oh I’ve won the hero’s name with McAlpine and Costain With Fitzpatrick Murphy, Ash and Wimpy’s gang I’ve off and on the road on me way to draw the dole Whe
Come all ye maidens young and fair All you that are blooming in your prime Always beware and keep your garden fair Let no man steal away your thyme Chorus:
Come again, come again ye Burghead men And sail wi’ the mornin’ tide Come again, come again through the wind and the rain To the place where you’ll always
Chorus: Burke and Hare were a terrible pair, their deeds were beyond belief They worked underground in Edinburgh town, the cruelest kind of thief Aye they
Tae help the folk in medical school, word is passed around A body nae mair than ten days auld will bring in fourteen pound. It’s a terrible thing, but trut
Chorus: I am the man, the well fed man, in charge of the terrible knob The most pleasing thing about it, it’s almost a permanent job When the Atom war is o
I’m a poor man as honest as they come I never was a thief until they caught me, The judge said he swore me hands were red, no matter how I pled they found
Seven years since I took the road and caught the magic bus aboard In the city there’s worlds of wonderful stuff I’ve taken some trips and capture the buzz