With the boys

Once you took me up by Anglezarke

we lit a fire alongside a small stream

Heard close by the song of a skylark

The heather glowed its purple for the bees

O happy day when I was with the boys

Out on Pennine edges on the Moors
Boys got much more freedom

better toys

And the mystery of the hills

which still allures

We walked down into Chorley, took a bus

Surprised by bliss my eyes could see afresh