Karaoké Blackpool Belle Houghton Weavers

Oh, the Blackpool Belle was a getaway train that went from Northern stations

What a beautiful sight on a Saturday night bound for the illuminations

No mothers and dads just girls and lads young and fancy free

Out for the laughs on the Golden Mile at Blackpool by the sea

I remember very well

All the happy gang aboard the Blackpool Belle

I remember them pals of mine when I ride the Blackpool line

And the songs we sang together on the Blackpool Belle

Little Piggy Greenfield he was there he thought he was mighty slick

He bought a hat on the Golden Mile the hat said Kiss Me Quick

Piggy was a lad for all the girls but he drank too much beer

He made a pass at a Liverpool lass and she pushed him off the pier

I remember very well

All the happy gang aboard the Blackpool Belle

I remember them pals of mine when I ride the Blackpool line

And the songs we sang together on the Blackpool Belle lce Cream Sally could never settle down she lived for her

Knickerbocker glories

'Till she clicked with a bloke who said he was broke but she loved his ice cream stories

Sally took it all in with a smile and a grin

She fell for sailor Jack

They went for a trip to the Isle of Man and never did come back

I remember very well

All the happy gang aboard the Blackpool Belle

I remember them pals of mine when I ride the Blackpool line

And the songs we sang together on the Blackpool Belle

Some of us went up the Blackpool Tower and others in the Tunnel of Love

A few made off to the Blackpool sands under the pier above

There was always a rush at the midnight hour but we made it just the same

And I made off with a Liverpool lass but I never could remember her name

But I remember very well

All the happy gang aboard the Blackpool Belle

I remember them pals of mine when I ride the Blackpool line

And the songs we sang together on the Blackpool Belle

Now the Blackpool Belle has a thousand tales if they could all be told

Many of these

I will recall as I am growing old

They were happy days and I miss the times we'd pull the curtains down

And the Passion Wagon would steam back home and we would go to town

I remember very well

All the happy gang aboard the Blackpool Belle

I remember them pals of mine when I ride the Blackpool line

And the songs we sang together on the Blackpool Belle