Man From Brummagem Town

INTRO: verse 1 I'm a man from Brummagem town And a Brummie won't stay down I've worked from dawn, to the sun next morn With a shovel and a pick and a deal of brawn I put the bullring there I built Victoria square I saw the nobs give tips with bobs And I thought I'd get my share Well, you might say I'm nouveau Not fit to mix with gentry But if you make a show It's money gains you entry I've got my country home My carriages and horses I might be nouveau, but I'm riche Playing the market forces verse 2 Well, a labourer's just a fool A pawn and a boss's tool So, I cast my mind and what did I find? Well, I found me a golden rule Give odds of six to four Ten to one the draw They'll bet all day, they'll always pay And then come back for more Well, you might say I'm nouveau Not fit to mix with gentry But if you make a show It's money gains you entry I've got my country home My carriages and horses I might be nouveau, but I'm riche Playing the market forces verse 3 Well, it must be god's good plan So, I take it all I can The chapel gate, the silver plate Were bought by this god-fearing man And my son will have it all The pub, the lodge, the hall He's an empire lad just like his dad And he's heard his country's call Well, they might say he's nouveau Not fit to mix with gentry But I gave him such a show My money bought him entry He's got the best there is In uniforms and horses He might be nouveau, but he's riche And an officer in the forces verse 4 He's smart, that lad of mine He'll serve his country fine The Kaiser dreams of war it seems But he'd better toe the line Oh, war would bring us hell But jobs of work as well Be it gun or blade, it's Brummie made And we live by what we sell Be it gun or blade, it's Brummie made And we live by what we sell He's smart, that lad of mine He'll keep out of the line