Turkish Tram Conductor Blues Lyrics

Hey Mr. Judge
The trams are coming down the line
Their cargo ain't too much
It may contain some friends of mine
I heard they smuggle immigrants
Along the Western Midland line

One summer time
There came a gypsy caravan
Seemed so inclined
Ran over the inspector man
Discovered they were yellow
Promptly threw them in the can

Turn over turn over
Turn over turn over
Turn over turn over
I'd hate to throw you back again

Turn the volume up Until you blow the speaker cone
Hey Mr. Judge
You have to give your dog a bone
There's a rhino in the kitchen
Send him on a tram back home

Hey Mr. Judge
The trams are coming down the line
Their cargo ain't too much
It may contain some friends of mine
I heard they smuggle immigrants
Along the Western Midland line

Turn over turn over
Turn over turn over
Turn over turn over
I'd hate to throw you back again

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