Country Bus - Jake Thackray

Country bus, north country bus

Clumsy and cumbersome, rumbustious

Country bus, north country bus

Though you’re a slow coach you’re OK for us

Though your cargo is confusion

Sheepmen and cowgirls and chickens galore up the back

No need to hurry:

We couldn’t care less what the time may be

And there’s no call to worry

If you smell a bit, so do we

Villainous, malodorous

Country bus, north country bus

Rollicking, frolicking, uproarious

Country bus, North Country bus

You’re rusty and you’re dusty but you’re OK for us

Though your seats are rather Spartan

We’ve got the springs in our backsides to ride out your bounce

Though you may stumble

After the dance on a Sat’day night

Backseat lovers don’t grumble;

They seem to manage alright

Amorous, scandalous

Country bus, north country bus

Lusty and rustic and impetuous

Country bus, North Country bus

Bog-trotting bumpkin, you’re OK for us

Though your progress is uncertain

'specially at night when the public house closes its doors

You tend to dodder

Staggering home from The Bull Hotel

We, we never bother

'cause we’ve got the staggers as well

Glorious, notorious

Country bus, north country bus

Grunting and chuntering, cantankerous

Country bus, north nountry bus

But no other bus would be good enough for us

Through the wild, the cruel winter

You get the coal in your eyes and the snow up your nose

But sooner or later

You will turn up in the village square

With daffodils in your gaiters

And pussy-willow in your hair

Wait for us

Wait for us

Country bus