Champion At Keeping Them Rolling --- Ewan McColl

 

I [Am]am an old-timer, I travel the road

I [G]sit in me wagon and lumber me [Am]load

Me [Am]hotel’s the jungle, a camp me abode

And I'm [G]well known to Blondie and [Am]Mary

Me liquor is diesel oil laced with strong [G]tea

And the old Highway Code was me first AB[Am]C

And I [Am]cut me eye teeth on an old AEC

And I'm [G]champion at keeping them [Am]rolling

I've [Am]sat in the cabin and broiled in the sun

Been [G]snowed up on Shap, on the Manchester [Am]run

I've [Am]crawled through the fog with me twenty-two ton

Of [G]fish that was stinking like [Am]blazin'

From London to Glasgow, to the Newcastle [G]quay

From Liverpool, Preston and Bristol ci-[Am]ty

The [Am]bums on the road give the thumb sign to me

But I'm [G]champion at keeping them [Am]rolling

You may [Am]sing of your soldiers and sailors so bold

But there's [G]many and many a hero un-[Am]told

Who [Am]sits at the wheel in the heat and the cold

[G]Day after day without [Am]sleeping

So watch out for cops and slow down at the [G]bend

Check all your gauges and watch your big [Am]end

And [Am]zing with your lights when you pass an old friend

You'll be [G]champion at keeping them [Am]rolling

So watch out for cops and slow down at the [G]bend

Check all your gauges and watch your big [Am]end

And [Am]zing with your lights when you pass an old friend

You'll be [G]champion at keeping them [Am]rolling