The Woodford Song

The Woodford Song Is six days long;
But who the hell is counting?
The punters pay;
The artists play;
The stallies slave away the day.
But any job will do for me,
The Vollies get it all for free.
As each day dawns
The pleasure grows
And where it leads us
No-one knows.
Sitting here, behind the scenes
We have the ones who make the Dreams.
The vollies who make up the crews,
(The ones who, rarely, make the news).
We make things right,
We grind the gears,
We are the lucky
VOLUNTEERS.

Croc ,,,, 2022