Cabbage Hall Fields  (Phil Cool)

Childhood memories of a place now an industrial estate by the M61

Cabbage Hall Fields

Ride your bike down Halliwell Lane

Or you may never get the chance again

As life goes fast and nothing lasts

Forever little boy

Down the fields on my jack

I’m goin fishing for the stickleback

Then runnin free home for tea

Where my ma waits for me

Don’t disturb my slumber

don’t wake me from my sleep

cause I’m dreamin of the valley

where the mighty Chor runs deep

We’re talking of a time long gone

But you know I’m not the only one

Who remembers fun with lots of sun

And flowers everywhere

My dog Rover went away

But I know I’ll get him back some day

And on bogey wheels and down sacred fields

Forever we will play

Don’t disturb my slumber

Don’t wake me from my sleep

Cause I’m dreamin of the valley

Where the mighty Chor runs deep

Climbing on the leaning tree

Is just a distant memory

But I’ll close my eyes and drift along

As the clouds roll by

To the sky lark’s song

And every sound of the countryside fills my ears

Down those cabbage hall’s where the blackbirds king

Home of water vole and the whittle spring

Is the source of the river that flows with my tears

So ride your bike down Halliwell Lane

Or you may never get the chance again

As life goes fast and nothing lasts

Forever little boy