THE NIGHT SHIFT...

"Way back in the seventies, I got work at Fords Halewood,
after months spent idle on the dole, I never thought I would.
Only two months married, and desperately needing a few bob,
I didn't half feel good...when I finally landed that job.
I started on the night shift, working two weeks about,
the noise from the booming press shop, to be heard we had to shout!
I was only twenty one, just starting out in life,
we made our vows in Saint DUNSTANS, me, and Mary, my lovely wife.
That's when I said goodbye to Kirkby, and moved to live on Lodge Lane,
back home to my Liverpool roots, to start all over again.
Six years spent in Halewood, building endless Ford Escorts,
but I couldn't handle working the nights, they messed up all my thoughts.
Now at last I've finally retired, with lots of time to recall,
those miserable nights in Fords Halewood,
I really don't miss them.... no, not at all!"

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