Oh the Blackpool Belle was a getaway train that went from Northern stations
What a beautiful sight on a Saturday night bound for the illuminations
No mothers and dads just girls and lads young and fancy free
Out for the laughs on the Golden Mile at Blackpool by the sea
I remember - very well
All the happy gang aboard the Blackpool Belle
I remember them pals of mine, when I ride the Blackpool line
And the songs we sang together on the Blackpool Belle
Little Piggy Greenfield he was there he thought he was mighty slick
He bought a hat on the Golden Mile the hat said "Kiss Me Quick"
Piggy was a lad for all the girls but he drank too much beer
He made a pass at a Liverpool lass and she pushed him off the pier
Lce Cream Sally could never settle down she lived for her Knickerbocker glories
Till she clicked with a bloke who said he was broke but she loved his Ice cream stories
Sally took it all in with a smile and a grin she fell for sailor Jack
They went for a trip to the Isle of Man and never did come back
Some of us went up the Blackpool Tower and others in the Tunnel of Love
A few made off to the Blackpool sands under the pier above
There was always a rush at the midnight hour, but we made it just the same
And I made off with a Liverpool lass, but I never could remember her name
Now the Blackpool Belle has a thousand tales if they could all be told
Many of these I will recall as I am growing old
They were happy days and I miss the times we'd pull the curtains down
And the Passion Wagon would steam back home and we would go to town