Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Champion At Keeping Them Rolling Ewan MacColl 
I am an old-timer, I travel the road I sit in me wagon and lumber me load Me hotel is the jungle, a camp me abode And I'm well known to Blondie and Mary Me liquor is diesel oil laced with strong tea And the old highway code was me first ABC And I cut me eye teeth on an old AEC And I'm champion at keeping them rolling 
I've sat in the cabin and broiled in the sun Been snowed up on scaffs on the Manchester run I've crawled through the fog with me twenty-two ton Of fish that was stinking like blazes From London to Glasgow to the Newcastle quay From Liverpool, Preston and Bristol City The polons on the road give the thumb sign to me But I'm champion at keeping them rolling 
You may sing of your soldiers and sailors so bold But there's many and many a hero untold Who sits at the wheel in the heat and the cold Day after day without sleeping So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend Check all your gauges and watch your big end And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend You'll be champion at keeping them rolling 
So watch out for cops and slow down at the bend Check all your gauges and watch your big end And zing with your lights when you pass an old friend You'll be champion at keeping them rolling