Welsh Journals

The Emperor Julius Caesar and Antony Mark One, Was sitting in the desert in the boiling desert sun There was nothing there but sand and flies, and not a spot was shady And nothing on at the Odeon except The Wicked Lady Said Caesar to Mark Antony, 'Let's have a bit of fun'. I don't know so much about you but I'm browned off for one We haven't had an E N S A show for goodness knows how long And that was Harry Welchman in the original Desert Song Let's indent for some quinquiremes and row across to Wales, That's where Tommy Farr comes from, if you believe the tales The Bantam-Weights are champions there, let's take 'em from their homes And make 'em fight the lions, on a Holiday in Rome 'Good idea' says Caesar, 'We'll start straight after tea, Pack some cookhouse sandwiches and then put out to sea Turn right past Gibraltar, being careful of the rocks, If all goes fine, by half past nine, we'll be in Barry Docks Well, off they sails on the way to Wales, in their tidy little ships And soon they knew they was quite close to, cos they could smell the fish and chips 'Drop the anchor boys'! says Caesar 'Mark and me is going ashore So pick us up at Burry Port, tomorrow at half past four'! Cwmllynfell they was making for, that was their destination But they found they'd missed the last train down, when they got to Cardiff Station Now where they got the money from I don't know if you ask me But I know they went down from Cardiff Town to Cwmllynfell by Glamtaxi Now Dai and Shonny was two local boys, good tempered lads and pally Both bantam-weights, real good mates, who'd never left the Valley 'Quick that one there and that one there!' Says Caesar quick to Tony Not that one there or him by there, he's far too thin and boney