Charcoal Lane

Side by side We walk along To the end of Gertrude Street And we topple in muster for a quart of wine Thick or thin Right or wrong In the cold and in the heat We cross over Smith street to the end of the line Then we laugh and sing Do anything To take away the pain Tryna keep it down as it first went round In charcoal lane Spinning yarns And telling jokes Now the wine is tasting good As it's getting closer and closer to it's end Have a sip And roll some smokes We'd smoke 'Tailor mades' if we could Oh, we just make do with some city street blend Then we'd all chuck in And we'd start to grin When we had enough to do it again But if things got tight then we'd have to bite For charcoal lane Up Gertrude Street We walk once more With just a few cents short And we stop at The Builders to see who we could see And we barter around Until we score A flagon of McWilliams port Enough to take away our misery And we'd all get drunk Oh, so drunk And maybe a little insane And we'd stagger home All alone And the next day we'd do it again Have a reviver in charcoal lane I'm a survivor of charcoal lane