For Them That Trespass Page #3

Hello.Cheer me

Jim is jealous,he has to have his own sweet way

There is no one worth a row of fins to Jim but him

The verve that goes them railway engines

couldn't they can go without the help of Mr Fireman,Jim,

He is the one that pulls the train, the engine only helps him

Come on,son, enjoy give over dreaming of the girl you left behind you

Stuff her up and she will go to the boil

Why not taking your friend back for a change

Hello Sam

Give up and walk out of that railwayman

And take someone up with a criminal fate

Men always say.Why not that with you. Nothing is too good for me

I guess that someone else has said

And so do I

And who are you?The King of Spain?

Good Night Your Majesty.Thank you.

You are not good to any girl who expects respectability to be around with you

Fancy a little bad seed just like your Lordship said you was

Say that again

Don't worry,you will hear it said again next for Friday

You shut your mouth or I'll do it for you

See that he is threatening,assault and battery,he is going to murder me,he is

Oh,I'm frightened.I am going home to mum

Now what you done,murder me

You drive a man to murder

-Hear,what's this about? -He is jealous

She doesn't belong to him

Ah,stow it you all!

You there,cool down,old mate!

They are silly those gentlemen

It's pity they don't teach manner in this class..

She is saucy to put that frankly

Shut up about the Frankie

Whose that?

It's me

I just come to say that I am sorry

You have no cause to talk to me like that

Look at what you have done to my skirt

I lost my temper, Frankie

Never see you these days

and now the night I'm leaving you are leading this path again

Yes.Let's forget about him. Let be lovers as we used to be,hey!

All right.Who is he anyway?

He comes from Serram Hill

And Herb,he treats me like a lady

Hold my arms in the street, walks on the outside

So he will grow out of that

How old is he?

About twenty he is clever then about thirty

I shall get him pushed

And Herb,he calls me White Swan

Is he goofy?

His white swan

Love a duckie must be daft

What's his name?

Oh,come on

-It's Kit -Kit what?

Kit Marlowe

Satisfied?

There's an amount of tea who belongs Brago OK

I know

Hey,Frankie,just in case keep this up warm for us

I'll put it behind the grate

That's just over a couple of hundred quid

I harp it

That's the matter with Jocko who done it

I've a secret hiding place

Sure.I leave my assignment

Herb

Don't do nothing silly

I don't you to worry as soft as butter and as fat

I'll come back rich,maybe rich enough to have a go at going straight

Come on Frankie.Give us a kiss

Well,so long

-Wish me luck -Good Luck Herbie

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