The Motorway Song 
Songwriter: Traditional. Arrangement The Black Family 
 
Lyrics:
Chorus

They're going to build a motorway
Through me back garden
No one can explain why I came to be chosen
They're going to build a motorway
They're ripping up the trees
Soon the lorries will be zooming through
Me cabbages and peas

The brother lives in Lilac Grove
It's just across the street
I've not seen him for weeks
We always used to meet
And have a pint or two at Paddy Lowes
It's just a heap of rubble now
The pawn shop's disappeared
And so's the barbers where we always used to go
Well I dunno
These noisey great machines are workin' nonstop
And funny things are growin'
And it looks as though the bomb's dropped

The bulldozers are closin' in now
On me back garden
No one can explain why I came to be chosen
The bulldozers are closin' in
They've ripped up all the trees
Soon the lorries will be zooming through
My cabbages and peas

I don't go out much any more
Can't find me way around
Wind nearly knocks me down
There's tunnels underground
An' just to get about from place to place
Is like a bleedin' steeplechase
Day an' night the traffic flows
It's best to plug your ears and hold your nose
Well, I suppose
I'm better off than some,
don't think I'm just sour
I'm grateful for the grandstand view I'm getting
Of the rush hour

They've built and eight lane motorway
Through me back garden
No one can explain
Why I came to be chosen
They've built an eight lane motorway
They've ripped up all the trees
now the lorries zoom where once I grew
Me cabbages and peas
 
This song can be found on the following albums:
Title
 
Type
Year
The Black Family  Other Artist Album  1986