Verse 1
Early Sunday Morning, He Was Out And About
Whoa, Whoa, He’s A Toe Rag
Hangdog Expression And A Dry, Dry Mouth
Whoa, Whoa, He’s A Toe Rag
Last Night He Looked Down To The Straw To The Back
He’s The Toe Rag Of Smallthorne Bank
Verse 2
Clouds Were Gathering Across The Moor
Two Kids Were Kicked Out Of The Corner Store
Our Man Had Taken His Eye From The Ball
As He Bowled Out The Back Of Number 24
You See Men Like That, They Don’t Rate The Bloody Poor
She Threw His Clothes Out The Window And Locked The Door
Chorus
He’s The Toe Rag, Toe Rag
He’s The Toe Rag, Toe Rag
He’s The Toe Rag Of Smallthorne Bank
Verse 3
Flowers In A Carrier Bag
Whoa, Whoa, He’s A Toe Rag
Water Off A Duck’s Back
Whoa, Whoa, He’s A Toe Rag
As He Bowled Into The Pub, Everybody’s Heart Sank
He’s The Toe Rag Of Smallthorne Bank
Chorus
He’s The Toe Rag, Toe Rag
He’s The Toe Rag, Toe Rag
He’s The Toe Rag Of Smallthorne Bank
