Tim McGuire
By The McCalmans (1976)
On album House Full (1976)
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Fire, fire, fire down below
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
It's fire down below
Fire in the topmast, fire in the chain
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
And puts it out again
Fire, fire, fire down below
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
It's fire down below
Little Tim Mc
Guire loved to play with fire
Always hated water, never used to wash
Loved the smell of burning, of bonfires burning
Loved to play all day with his little tinder box
He chased the sparks as they flew into the evening
Hailed the flash of lightning and the burning sun
"When I'm a man, I'm going to be a fireman
Then I can light a fire for everyone"
When he was four, they dressed him in a uniform
Sent him to a school with iron railings all around
Hated the school and the rules and the railings
Took his little tinder box and burnt it to the ground
Oh, how he laughed and danced in the firelight
Oh, how he laughed as the flames leapt to the sky
"When I'm a man, I'm going to be a fireman
Keep a bonfire burning until the day I die
When Mc
Guire grew older, they made him wear a bowler
Sent him to work in an office in the town
Hated the pens and the pins and the papers
Had just one ambition, to burn the office down
Little Tim Mc
Guire loved to play with fire
Loved the blaze of roses and the golden grain
Loved the leaves of autumn, the red leaves of autumn
Loved a slender girl with a smile like a flame
The judge said at his trial, "Your behaviour has been vile
You're a menace to society, though you may think you're big
You have to go to prison", and then, what a commotion
For smoke and fire were pouring from the judge's wig
Oh, how he laughed and danced in the courtroom
We took him down and locked him in the darkness of the cell
Never saw the sun or heard the songbirds calling
Saw the prison bars and heard the prison bell
Then early one morning just as the day was dawning
A great wheel of fire spun skywards from the jail
The iron bars melted, the stone walls crumbled
No one in the prison lived to tell the tale
No one ever found Tim Mc
Guire's little tinder box
No one ever found a trace of Tim Mc
Guire
Perhaps he's up in heaven setting light to angels' halos
Perhaps he's down in Hell, dancing round the fire
Little Tim Mc
Guire loved to play with fire
Always hated water, never used to wash
Loved the smell of burning, of bonfires burning
Loved to play all day with his little tinder box
Fire, fire, fire down below
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
It's fire down below
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
It's fire down below
Fire in the topmast, fire in the chain
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
And puts it out again
Fire, fire, fire down below
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
It's fire down below
Little Tim Mc
Guire loved to play with fire
Always hated water, never used to wash
Loved the smell of burning, of bonfires burning
Loved to play all day with his little tinder box
He chased the sparks as they flew into the evening
Hailed the flash of lightning and the burning sun
"When I'm a man, I'm going to be a fireman
Then I can light a fire for everyone"
When he was four, they dressed him in a uniform
Sent him to a school with iron railings all around
Hated the school and the rules and the railings
Took his little tinder box and burnt it to the ground
Oh, how he laughed and danced in the firelight
Oh, how he laughed as the flames leapt to the sky
"When I'm a man, I'm going to be a fireman
Keep a bonfire burning until the day I die
When Mc
Guire grew older, they made him wear a bowler
Sent him to work in an office in the town
Hated the pens and the pins and the papers
Had just one ambition, to burn the office down
Little Tim Mc
Guire loved to play with fire
Loved the blaze of roses and the golden grain
Loved the leaves of autumn, the red leaves of autumn
Loved a slender girl with a smile like a flame
The judge said at his trial, "Your behaviour has been vile
You're a menace to society, though you may think you're big
You have to go to prison", and then, what a commotion
For smoke and fire were pouring from the judge's wig
Oh, how he laughed and danced in the courtroom
We took him down and locked him in the darkness of the cell
Never saw the sun or heard the songbirds calling
Saw the prison bars and heard the prison bell
Then early one morning just as the day was dawning
A great wheel of fire spun skywards from the jail
The iron bars melted, the stone walls crumbled
No one in the prison lived to tell the tale
No one ever found Tim Mc
Guire's little tinder box
No one ever found a trace of Tim Mc
Guire
Perhaps he's up in heaven setting light to angels' halos
Perhaps he's down in Hell, dancing round the fire
Little Tim Mc
Guire loved to play with fire
Always hated water, never used to wash
Loved the smell of burning, of bonfires burning
Loved to play all day with his little tinder box
Fire, fire, fire down below
He fetched a bucket of water, girls
It's fire down below
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