Pulling Down Song Lyrics

Pull down lads, pass the bevvy round lads "Ta'ra" to Sylvie, "Ta'ra" to Jean, we'll soon be on the road Don't think on what you're leaving, don't think on what you've found Just tear off the tilt, pull out the chat, we'll find another ground Pull down lads, it wasn't a bad ground lads We've made some brass, you've had a lass, it's perhaps as well we're going I know how it can hurt, lads, to leave her standing here For there's often fears and there's always tears, but you'll be back next year Pull down lads, the sets are cooling down lads The ark's all packed and the dodgems stacked, a bite of scran then go We'll leave it as we found it, they'll soon forget we've been For we trade in fun and we go and come, we're often scorned but seldom mourned I hope you'll know what I mean