Langley , bangley block of steel
Threads of iron on a reel
Punching sheet and rusty nail
Red- hot bolts thrown in a pail
Making ships of iron and men
Working hard with sweat and grime
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Rising early sweet lady Grace
Caught a train to Langley Chase
Champagne ready people gathering
All around upon the landing
Breaking bottles it's a party
Clapping hands all hale and hearty
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Langley ships for ocean trade
Looks as if they've got it made
Iron ships, oily craft
Deckhouse fo'ard, rudder aft
Orders books nearly filled
Foreign buyers to be billed
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Langley ship off Dogger sound,
Struck the sand and went aground
Raging storm broke her back
Spilt oil upon the sea so black
Tragic loss of men and boat
Can Langley Company stay afloat?
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Company's broke and closing down
Sole source of work for Langley town
Bodies smeared with sweat and tears
Rip the planks from launching piers
Breakers working with a will
Find that work comes faster still
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Poor old Langley, poor old town
Sad people walking with a frown
Empty factory empty halls
No echo from its empty walls
Sign upon the old steel gate
Records its final closing date
