Ralph McTell
Barges
Me and my brother returned to the waterI saw a pike that was two feet long.Two small magicians, each with a jam jarCast spells on the water with hazel twig wands.Country boys catch tadpoles, dive into waterMade shy by their laughter, we wandered down streamAnd summer rolled o'er us with no complications'Cept thinking of Mama sometimes in dreams.Stand by the drawbridge, waiting for bargesWaiting around for smiles from the man.Lifting the bridge whilst watching the horsesDragging the slow boats up the canal.I do remember the times but no numberAfter the day, but before evening comesWaiting for castles and kettles with rosesPainted on barges that sailed into the sun.Oh, see the river run, that was by man begunOpen the locks, let the boats sail on,Taking their castles and kettles with rosesWith summers of childhood leaving smiles on the man.
From Letras Mania