Mrs Chapman’s Boys Lyrics

Mrs Chapman’s Boys

 

Are you packing you bags son?  Are you leaving today?

Old Cornwall will miss you when you’re far away

Send me a letter, tell me that you’re fine

I’ll always think of you when you’re down in the mine

You left as a young man and you went far away

You had to leave Cornwall, there just was no pay

But living without you will not be the same

For you’ll never come back to old Cornwall again

Your picture hangs proudly by your old mothers door

But she knows in her heart that she’ll see you no more

Like all the young miners who never came back

You’ll always be Cornish, God bless Cousin Jack

Now old Mrs Chapman, her sons numbered nine

And they all left as young men to go work in the mine

The key to the front door, she threw it away

But she died still in hope they would walk through one day

God bless all the Cornish who live far away

And now things are different we may see you one day

And Cornwall will love you if you make the trip back

She’s never forgotten old Cousin Jack

So you’re packing your bags son and you’re leaving today

Old Cornwall will miss you when you’re far away

Don’t send me a letter telling me that you’re fine

Cos I know you will die there in that far away mine

Yes I know you will die there in that far away mine