Mudlark

I’m a mudlark and I rise with the sun

I’m a mudlark and my work is never done

I’m a rare sight in these times

I’m a mudlark and I rise with the sun

I’m an old man and I work in the sand

I’m an old man, I live from mouth to hand

There’s sadder sights to see

Along the Thames than me

I work from dusk ‘till dawn

Hands are tired and worn

My work is killing me

I long to go to sea

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark and I rise with the sun

I’m a mudlark and my work is never done

I’m a rare sight in these times

I’m a mudlark and I rise with the sun

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)

I’m a mudlark (see the mudlark)