The Hartlepool Pedlar The Young'uns
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Come all ye strangers in this town,
and listen to my story
Like you, I once kept my head down,
but I was bound for glory:
I left my home when I was young,
and Jews like me were murdered
The sea was cruel; to Hartlepool,
like cattle, we were herded.
But I got myself a peddler's pack
and I tramped from place to place
Some said bad words behind my back,
and worse ones to my face.
At Stockton town, I fell in love,
and down to Leeds we came
To a market-stall, a roof above,
and money to our names.
It’s pins and needles, buttons, salt,
everything a penny
And soon my stall became a shop,
and one shop became many.
When I needed help, a partner came,
as swift as a dispenser
And he wrote his name beside my name,
and we were: Marks and Spencer!
and listen to my story
Like you, I once kept my head down,
but I was bound for glory:
I left my home when I was young,
and Jews like me were murdered
The sea was cruel; to Hartlepool,
like cattle, we were herded.
But I got myself a peddler's pack
and I tramped from place to place
Some said bad words behind my back,
and worse ones to my face.
At Stockton town, I fell in love,
and down to Leeds we came
To a market-stall, a roof above,
and money to our names.
It’s pins and needles, buttons, salt,
everything a penny
And soon my stall became a shop,
and one shop became many.
When I needed help, a partner came,
as swift as a dispenser
And he wrote his name beside my name,
and we were: Marks and Spencer!
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