Arthur gladwood, dodgy mad pud All the lads would disappear Dick & monga, they're no longer here
Dougy bell and suggie dell & ken All the lads out down the 29, back then Dickie and rob, flip n’ fat bob came Now things will never be the same, again
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I can still see, kevin wilkseys face At the 29 bar on fridays, always Me & mosey, there till closin’ time Back in the day the 29 was mine
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A chilling wind blows so cold And theres no hint of the old 29
Alfie noble, nick & nobby, pete & keith & mac & robbie Baz & skinny tim & little paul Jacky, jimmy, bobby, teddy, donny, harry, willy, bernie Barry, garry, charlie, freddie, jerry,trevor, billy, ernie Merry melly, jack & terry, dirty dicka , danny, neil & all
Micky, daft doug, and the lads would be Down at the 29, happy, with me But before long, they were all gone oh Where did me 29 mates go? Who knows
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Dicky and rob, micky and doug, flip n’ fat bob came