Ralph McTell - Barges

^CMe and my ^Ambrother re^Cturned to the ^Amwater ^CI saw a ^Gpike that ^Fwas two feet ^Clong. ^AmTwo small ma^Cgicians, ^Ameach with a ^Cjam jar ^AmCast spells on the ^Cwater with ^Ghazel twig ^Amwands.

^CCountry boys ^Amcatch tadpoles, ^Cdive into ^Amwater ^CMade shy by their ^Glaughter, we ^Fwandered down^Cstream And ^Amsummer rolled ^Co'er us with ^Amno compli^Ccations ^Am'Cept thinking of ^CMama some^Gtimes in ^Amdreams.

^CStand by the ^Amdrawbridge, ^Cwaiting for ^Ambarges ^CWaiting a^Ground for ^Fsmiles from the ^Cman. ^AmLifting the ^Cbridge whilst ^Amwatching the ^Chorses ^AmDragging the slow ^Cboats ^Gup the ^Amcanal.

^CI do re^Ammember the ^Ctimes but no ^Amnumber ^CAfter the ^Gday, but ^Fbefore evening ^Ccomes ^AmWaiting for ^Ccastles and ^Amkettles with ^Croses ^AmPainted on ^Cbarges that ^Gsailed into the ^Amsun.

^COh, see the ^Amriver run, ^Cthat was by ^Amman begun ^COpen the ^Glocks, let the ^Fboats sail ^Con, ^AmTaking their ^Ccastles and ^Amkettles with ^Croses ^AmWith summers of ^Cchildhood ^Gleaving smiles on the ^Amman.