Der is gjin plak op ierd’ as Bontebok

‘k Haw in wiif, ‘k haw in gesin
It is mar selden dat ik flok
By it spielen fan de bussen
Op ’t molkfabryk hjirsa yn Bontebok

Ja, ús heit … dy wie hjir kapper
Hy hold syn klanten op ’e tok
Heit wie hikk’ en tein op ’t Fean
Mar hy ferstoar hjirsa yn Bontebok

Bontebok, o Bontebok
’t Himd is ús jimmer neier as de rok
Mar al ús kij dy melke as in klok
Der is gjin plak op ierd’ as Bontebok

Ik bin beslist de man hjirsa
Myn leave Sytske hjit fan Zita
Wy ha in spultsje by de feart
Ei, alle lok komt op my ta

Us wetterhûn, hy hjit fan Geart
Hy sit it leafste by de feart
En is tefreden mei in heard
Pak se, Geart

Bontebok, o Bontebok
’t Himd is ús jimmer neier as de rok
Mar al ús kij dy melke as in klok
Der is gjin plak op ierd’ as Bontebok

[Birmingham]

Got a wife, got a family
Earn my livin’ with my hand
I’m a roller in a steel mill
In downtown Birmingham

My daddy was a barber
And a most unsightly man
He was born in Tuscaloosa
But he died right here in Birmingham

Birmingham, Birmingham
The greatest city in Alabam’
You can travel ‘cross this entire land
But there ain’t no place like Birmingham

Wife’s named Mary, but she’s called Marie
We live in a three room house with a pepper tree
I work all day in the factory
That’s alright with me

Got a big black dog, whose name is Dan
Lives in my backyard in Birmingham
He is the meanest dog in Alabam’
Get ‘em Dan

Birmingham, Birmingham
The greatest city in Alabam’
You can travel ‘cross this entire land
But there ain’t no place like Birmingham