We are the Strawberry line volunteers

 We are the strawberry line volunteers

We are the strawberry line volunteers

We push and pull the plough

We don't know quite where but we know how

We are the strawberry line volunteers

Oh we are chugging our way to Clevedon

All the way across the waves of the Mendips

All the way we shall lead them up and down

Like the sand dunes we shall weave them

Like side winders through the deserts we shall wind

And dig and hack and bind, and together navigate

and follow the old grate

Until we reach the tunnels we shall find

we are the Strawberry line volunteers

We haul on the the rope and yet ready for the smokes

Going and having hope enough for years

We are the Strawberry line volunteers

we're following the track that disappears

We'll uncover the truth and reveal what we find

There'll be the proof of what we've left behind

We are the Strawberry line volunteers

We come together with our eyes and ears

We'll put our heads together, we'll bend upon our knees

and any kinds of weather we'll sing our railway shanties

we are the Strawberry line volunteers

Sweet as cherry wine that runs clear

Or as the fruit divine that hangs on Mendip's climbs

We shall be as rosy through our years

We are the Strawberry line volunteers

Everything in our path we will clear

Noting down the squirrels the badgers and the rats

And even if we have quarrels we are better after that

We are the Strawberry line volunteers

Don't put us down or lose good cheer

We have nothing to fear, but a lack of Strawberry beer

We are the Strawberry line volunteers

Take away your dark days of winter

We will push them out like a splinter

And become stronger even keener

To finish our great task

And drop down time's mask 

from the railways line that runs clear

We are the Strawberry line volunteers

Don't put us in a box or even box our ears

You cannot out fox us when it comes to

pathway clearances

So you know just who to call and when

You have a road which winds this way and then

You may have lost your compass

In a haystack it was done

But be sure you'll thump us 

and miss us when we're gone

So let us finish off our song

We hope you've enjoyed singing along

And if you care to join us

Then don't be afraid to coin us

For we are the Strawberry line volunteers