Tossed by a Bullock in Nottingham

Lyrics:

Shortly after one O’Clock one Wednesday

One hot July in 1896

Came the beginning of a quite peculiar frenzy

As a bullock gave his drovers the slip

He caused great consternation in Albert Street

Gave everybody a scare

Rampaging right up to St Peter’s

He charged at the paper boys there

In Friar Lane he frightened a policeman

Took a chunk out of a post made out of iron

Headed markey way on a market day

And bothered all the people who were selling and a’buying

CHORUS

He ran up Healey Street, he ran down Albert Street

Through St Peter’s Square

He ran up Wheeler Gate, he ran down Friar Lane

To the market and he made some mayhem there

He ran up Carter Gate he ran down Charlotte Street

Through Red Lion Square

All the way up Long Stairs, he ran down Broadway

And other thoroughfares

The moral of our story: life is fickle

Take heed and pay attention where you tread

Or you might end up outside the Plough and Sickle

Cornered, with a bullet in your head

CHORUS

He ran up Healey Street, he ran down Albert Street

Through St Peter’s Square

He ran up Wheeler Gate, he ran down Friar Lane

To the market and he made some mayhem there

He ran up Carter Gate he ran down Charlotte Street

Through Red Lion Square

All the way up Long Stairs, he ran down Broadway

And other thoroughfares