The Backroom Boys)





Late one night

When Samson had retired

The Gazites all conspired

To do him in



At the gates

Assassins there abounded

With Samson well surrounded

They kept their watch



"Let us wait

Until the hours of morning

Until the day is dawning

And then we'll strike"



But Samson lay

Until the stroke of midnight

And long before the daylight

He roused himself



He took the gates

And from the entrance tore them

And on his shoulders bore them

Posts and all



And with that load

As though it were a rucksack

Containing just his lunchpack

He climbed the hill