Mg Club Poem by Lee Fones

Years ago went motor racing
Me, me mate, and his dad
It was very bracing
great fun was certainly had

burning mg fuel
burning mg Tyre
it was blooming cool
some cars caught fire

we were busy cheering
from safety of the stands
Morgans kept a veering
we kept clapping hands

burning mg fuel
burning mg Tyre
it was blooming cool
some cars caught fire

used to have a sneaky bet
to whom would win the race
never ever did we fret
as supped on whiskey chase

burning mg fuel
burning mg Tyre
it was blooming cool
some cars caught fire

mates dad was a treasure
of that fantastic mg club
he did it for his pleasure
me then down to pub

burning mg fuel
burning mg Tyre
it was blooming cool
some cars caught fire

traveled down to Silverstone
and over to brands hatch
kept watch for motorway cone
to avoid any nasty scratch


burning mg fuel
burning mg Tyre
it was blooming cool
some cars caught fire

wind blowing in my hair
fur upon my Parker coat
eyes they couldn't glare
serious no joke

burning mg fuel
burning mg Tyre
it was blooming cool
some cars caught fire

well i could carry on
about this fantastic time
but like memories distant gone
those times with mate divine