A nice young man was William Brown,
He worked for a wage in Liverpool town,
He worked from six till eight at night,
Turning a wheel from left to right.
He worked for a wage in Liverpool town,
He worked from six till eight at night,
Turning a wheel from left to right.
Keep that wheel a-turning, keep that wheel a-turning
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
One day the boss to William came
And said, “Look here, young what’s your name,
“We’re not content with what you do,
“Work a little harder or out you go.”
And said, “Look here, young what’s your name,
“We’re not content with what you do,
“Work a little harder or out you go.”
Keep that wheel a-turning, keep that wheel a-turning
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
So William turned and made her run
Three times round in the place of one,
He turned so hard he soon was made
The Lord High Turner of his trade.
Three times round in the place of one,
He turned so hard he soon was made
The Lord High Turner of his trade.
Keep that wheel a-turning, keep that wheel a-turning
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
William turned with the same sweet smile,
The goods he made grew such a pile;
They filled the room and the room next door
And overflowed to the basement floor.
The goods he made grew such a pile;
They filled the room and the room next door
And overflowed to the basement floor.
Keep that wheel a-turning, keep that wheel a-turning
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
The nation heard of the wondrous tale,
His picture appeared in the Sketch and the Mail;
The railways ran excursions down,
And all to look at William Brown.
But sad the sequel is to tell;
He turned out more than the boss could sell;
The market slumped and the price went down,
Seven more days and they sacked young Brown.
THE OBVIOUS ALTERNATIVE IS…
The moral of the tale is plain to tell:
If you wanna lose yer job, just werk like HELL!
The moral of the tale is plain to tell:
If you wanna lose yer job, just werk like HELL!
And keep that wheel a-turning, keep that wheel a-turning
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
Keep that wheel a-turning and do a little more each day.
BUT THE RADICAL at rightsandwrongs.co.uk – Feb 2021
HAS ANOTHER MORE SUCCINCT ALTERNATIVE VERSE ..
“BUT SADLY FOR WILLY TO FEAR MUCH MORE
IT HAPPENS IN PEACETIME AND IN WAR
THE BOSSES PROFIT WAS WILLYS LAST BREATH
THE GREEDY BASTARDS WORKED HIM TO DEATH”