When we wuz kids in Liverpool

When we wuz kids inLiverpool
we fought to win de west
Wiv wooden guns an' smackin' bums
we outrode all de rest
Wiv chivalry me brudder an' me
chased de baddies outta town
'course I wuz de Durango Kid
an' me brudder wuz Johnny Mack Brown

We fought de balands of Everton
down jigger, lane an' road
Clearin' de streets of injuns
an' keepin' de western code
We 'unted down de lawless
an' den we shot 'em down
'course I wuz de Durango Kid
an' me brudder wuz Johnny Mack Brown

In ar street wuz three Lone Rangers
Two Roy Rogers an' a Gabby Hayes
Wiv four Tontos an' a Buffalo Bill
to curb de baddies ways
We fought from dawn till tea-time
or 'til ar mam tracked us down
Den wiv one hand she clouted de Durango Kid
an' wiv de udder Johnny Mack Brown

We wuz western 'eroes in ar sagebrush fantasies
Where the tram-cars were de stagies
an' de lamp-posts were de trees
der we terrorized de baddies
we on'y 'ad ter frown
'cos I wuz de Durango Kid
an' me brudder wuz Johnny Mack Brown

Wiv a clothes-line for a lariat
an' a six-gun made o' wood
A Christmas prezzie cowie 'at
an' a scarf if you wuz good
wuz all we 'ad to uphold law an' justice in ar town
Bur o'couse we 'ad de Durango Kid
an' me brudder Johnny Mack Brown

". . . . CKKKK CKKKK go' yer yer dead "

" Na 'ahm no' yer missed "

" Ah did'nt yer dead "

" ahhr ah'm goin' 'ome "

" Yer still dead ! "

By Norm Whittle