Mersey Beat Lyrics - Reckless Kelly

Harry was a bus driver 

He was a very forthright man 

He'd run down the road, right over a dog 

Before he'd change his path 

And then he met lovely Loraine 

They had a rough and tumble lad 

And it didn't come easy but the boy learned to play 

On a twelve pound pawn shop axe 

And everybody sing loud and shout 

Dreamy haze pop stars 

The boys came about that Mersey beat sound 

Of crude little sketches of guitars 

Well, they heard of a sound from a faraway land 

That was ruled by a cricket and a king 

But a pauper's son would one day come 

From twenty-five Upton Green 

And there everyday was a place to play 

When the final bell had rung 

And when the big day come, he was just too young 

And they sent 'em all back home 

Everybody sing loud and shout 

Dreamy haze pop stars 

The boys came about that Mersey beat sound 

From crude little sketches of guitars 

Well, the wild ones don't think much of Johnny 

Yeah, a critic's got it rough 

And you're a real king mixer but it's my train mister 

If you think that's all I've got 

Well, you'll be beaten on down by Mersey sound 

And then you'll have to choose 

Between standing on your own or singing right along 

With the ones no better than you 

So everybody sing loud and shout 

Dreamy haze pop stars 

The boys came about that Mersey beat sound 

Of crude little sketches of guitars 

Everybody sing loud and shout 

Dreamy haze pop stars 

The boys came about that Mersey beat sound 

Of crude little sketches of guitars