Ewan MacColl - The Fitter's Song

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  • Опубліковано 18 жов 2024

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  • @kimspeller9548
    @kimspeller9548 5 місяців тому +1

    Great to hear Ewan McColl’s song actually sung by him. Can’t mistake his voice,

  • @nigelmchugh5541
    @nigelmchugh5541 5 років тому +6

    Never heard this before, pure class.

  • @megmolkate
    @megmolkate 3 роки тому +5

    I never knew that they had turnapulls in the British isles. I have spent my life on the centerline in America. Most of the past few decades as an engineer, the first years as a laborer. Love the song and identify with the sentiment.

    • @simonperry330
      @simonperry330 2 роки тому +1

      Known over here as Tractor & Box

  • @andrewnorris1
    @andrewnorris1 Рік тому

    I’m reading the wonderful book, Electric Eden, and there are many references in it to folk songs. It’s a joy that so many of the pieces music in this book can be found on UA-cam.

  • @simonperry330
    @simonperry330 2 роки тому +1

    And Sadly all these lads are now Gone

  • @WilliamWright-o7j
    @WilliamWright-o7j 2 місяці тому

    Any machine any size anywhere. We were Fitters ( Millwrights)

  • @adaminabyangler391
    @adaminabyangler391 6 років тому

    Golden music!

  • @bunnybgood411
    @bunnybgood411 4 роки тому

    I love this.

  • @judithward8310
    @judithward8310 6 місяців тому

    My dad was a fitter but in the mining and power industries. I was told at school that there was no such job. When we went to register his death I said this to the registrar and she said it was a perfectly acceptable job title.

  • @JBCo2012
    @JBCo2012 8 років тому

    Thank you for uploading this sonic gem!

  • @indra766
    @indra766 2 роки тому +5

    I am a roving rambler, a fitter to me trade
    I can fix you anything, a camshaft to a spade
    I can fix a dodgy gearbox or mend a broken tread
    Decoke a Leyland engine while I'm standing on me head
    So shift,boys,shift, do the job and draw your pay
    When this road is finished I'll be moving on me way
    I'll clean me tools and wrap 'em in a pair of oily jeans
    You'll always find me working where you find the big machines
    I've worked in far off places since I left the coaly Tyne
    I work among the heavies and I wear a roving sign
    I keep the tractors on the job, a-turning up the soil
    And I've followed me nose around the world by the smell of diesel oil
    So shift,boys,shift, do the job and draw your pay
    When this road is finished I'll be moving on me way
    You'll find me where the tractors are, on roads or hydro schemes
    Playing the lousy nursemaid to a pack of big machines