Eamon1943
proper brummie kid
If you are shopping in Brummagem today
beware of a big surprise
The old town hall has been renovated
transformed before your eyes
Strolling down Colmore Row you'll pass The Grand Hotel
back in the 1960's I used to know it well
Snow Hill where we use to meet under the station clock
People walking past like a wandering flock
The station a hiss of steam as the engines came & went
Evacuation in the war years not knowing where we're sent
We as little children made to wear a gas mask & a tag
Our clothes clean & tidy wrapped up in a carrier bag
Over & across the street in the Kardomah coffee bar
Meeting friends & family & treated like a star
The Burlington Arcade just around from the Rackham's shop
Posh people use to shop there spending till they drop
Corporation Street & fancy shops girls who where so pretty
I have fond memories of our town good old Birmingham City
New street with expensive shops the Odeon on the right
I saw Ray Charles performing there what a cracking night
Walking by the Rotunda the Old Bull Ring down below
People loved to shop there trader barrows in a row
Mary Kelly was "the flower queen " a good age at ninety four
Sadly now Mary has passed the likes we'll see no more
Next to the old Woolworth's was my father's butcher shop
The only butcher in the Bull Ring were people liked to stop
Councillor Robbie Pryke was a small & dapper man
he wore a carnation & a bowler hat
selling eggs from his van
The wholesale market was exciting & the greatest place to be
Pulling a cart up St Martins ramp was tough enough for me
Starting at three in the morning lucky if we finished at twelve
Some tales I could tell you legally some I'll have to shelve
These ramblings I have written above thankfully of a happier time
Don't think my task is easy putting these memories to rhyme !
The old Bull Ring Birmingham
Eamon 1943
beware of a big surprise
The old town hall has been renovated
transformed before your eyes
Strolling down Colmore Row you'll pass The Grand Hotel
back in the 1960's I used to know it well
Snow Hill where we use to meet under the station clock
People walking past like a wandering flock
The station a hiss of steam as the engines came & went
Evacuation in the war years not knowing where we're sent
We as little children made to wear a gas mask & a tag
Our clothes clean & tidy wrapped up in a carrier bag
Over & across the street in the Kardomah coffee bar
Meeting friends & family & treated like a star
The Burlington Arcade just around from the Rackham's shop
Posh people use to shop there spending till they drop
Corporation Street & fancy shops girls who where so pretty
I have fond memories of our town good old Birmingham City
New street with expensive shops the Odeon on the right
I saw Ray Charles performing there what a cracking night
Walking by the Rotunda the Old Bull Ring down below
People loved to shop there trader barrows in a row
Mary Kelly was "the flower queen " a good age at ninety four
Sadly now Mary has passed the likes we'll see no more
Next to the old Woolworth's was my father's butcher shop
The only butcher in the Bull Ring were people liked to stop
Councillor Robbie Pryke was a small & dapper man
he wore a carnation & a bowler hat
selling eggs from his van
The wholesale market was exciting & the greatest place to be
Pulling a cart up St Martins ramp was tough enough for me
Starting at three in the morning lucky if we finished at twelve
Some tales I could tell you legally some I'll have to shelve
These ramblings I have written above thankfully of a happier time
Don't think my task is easy putting these memories to rhyme !
The old Bull Ring Birmingham
Eamon 1943
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