Oh the Blackpool Belle was a getaway train that went from Northern stations What a beautiful sight on a Saturday night bound for the illuminations No mothers and dads just girls and lads young and fancy free Out for the laughs on the Golden Mile at Blackpool by the sea I remember - very well All the happy gang aboard the Blackpool Belle I remember them pals of mine, when I ride the Blackpool line And the songs we sang together on the Blackpool Belle Little Piggy Greenfield he was there he thought he was mighty slick He bought a hat on the Golden Mile the hat said "Kiss Me Quick" Piggy was a lad for all the girls but he drank too much beer He made a pass at a Liverpool lass and she pushed him off the pier Lce Cream Sally could never settle down she lived for her Knickerbocker glories Till she clicked with a bloke who said he was broke but she loved his Ice cream stories Sally took it all in with a smile and a grin she fell for sailor Jack They went for a trip to the Isle of Man and never did come back Some of us went up the Blackpool Tower and others in the Tunnel of Love A few made off to the Blackpool sands under the pier above There was always a rush at the midnight hour, but we made it just the same And I made off with a Liverpool lass, but I never could remember her name Now the Blackpool Belle has a thousand tales if they could all be told Many of these I will recall as I am growing old They were happy days and I miss the times we'd pull the curtains down And the Passion Wagon would steam back home and we would go to town