The B Road Bandit

I drove a fiat panda back in nineteen ninety nine

And I've sat on every bar stool from St Clears to Porthdinllaen

When I take a trip I make it quick foot down on the floor

It takes me through to places that I've never seen before

Yes I'm the b road bandit I'm driving all day long

Making my way to a country hall to sing my country songs

I'm flying round the b roads and I'm not coming back

Gonna find myself a country crowd and have the country craic

Often in the country but sometimes in the town

You'll find me in the wagon I'll be driving all year round

Whether in the mountains or down beside the sea

In a pub or club or country show that's where you'll find me

When there's traffic up ahead or pot holes down below

The council boys will put up signs to tell me to go slow

What they are not sure of is where I need to be

So traed i lawr and fflat i'r mat is how it's gonna be

Yes I'm the b road bandit I'm driving all day long

Making my way to a country hall to sing my country songs

I'm flying round the b roads and I'm not coming back

Gonna find myself a country crowd and have the country craic

Here's a life of travel yes it's the life for me

Up and down and all around is where I want to be

Oh I've been all over Wales North East South and West

King of all the b roads boys this life is the best

I might be out in England or up in Scotland too

But nothing beats the feeling when I'm coming home to you

There's warmth in the valleys there's a welcome in the vale

No matter where I wander boys my heart is still in Wales

Yes I'm the b road bandit I'm driving all day long

Making my way to a country hall to sing my country songs

I'm flying round the b roads and I'm not coming back

Gonna find myself a country crowd and have the country craic

Yeah find myself a country crowd and have the country craic