It was on Cross Lane market that Mick did his thing

When he’d set his truck up, out loud it did ring

Cos Mick was a showman and trader at that

He sold anything at the drop of a hat

When Mick clapped his hands, a signal so loud

That meant it was sold to someone in the crowd

 

Now look at this ladies he would shout out loud

Then show off his wares to the gathering crowd

Here’s ten pounds of value, but I don’t want that

Then came my favourite part of his act

Not ten pounds, not eight pounds, would you give me seven?

If I sell it for that I will end up in heaven

Now listen you ladies to what I will do

Not 10, 9, 8, 7, it’s five just for you  

 

Then up went the hands throughout the crowd

“Lady left”,  “At the back”, Mick shouted out loud

Well all of you ladies will a bankrupt make me

What’s in the truck, now just let me see

Blankets, Wool blankets, I have one or two

Let’s see what I can do, just to please you

 

Not ten pounds, not eight pounds, would you give me seven?

If I sell it for that I will end up in heaven

OK then ladies just take them away,

Six pounds a piece, is the best I can say

Too much for you dear, did I hear you say

What happened on Friday, did you miss your pay day

Hang on God I’m on my way

OK then five pounds, but just for today

 

Yes Mick did seem Barmy to all of the crowd

Standing their clapping, and shouting out loud

He was quiet clever, and good fun to me

Where are you now Mick, moved on just like me?

 

Ken Phoenix