5 May 2010 0 Comments

The Oggie Man

Written by Cyril Tawney (c) 1959

Well the rain’s softly falling and the oggy man’s no more
I can’t hear him calling like I used to before
I came through the gateway and I heard the sergeant say
The big boys are coming, see their stand across the way
Yes the rain’s softly falling and the oggy man’s no more

It was there that she told me when she bade me good bye
There’s no one will miss you one half as much as I
My love will endure, dear, like a beacon in the squall
Eternal as the oggy man beneath the dockyard wall
Well the rain’s softly falling and the oggy man’s no more

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