Hey now, Tommy have you got new Shirt? 
Is it's colour a fine bright blue? 
Has your mother sent you off to your school 
From the street with the pretty view? 

And shall we wrestle in the old school yard 
Like the other children do? 
You can scuff your boots, you can tear your hands 
And I'll rip that shirt off you 

Hey now, Tommy since you moved away 
They've taken our town and they've made it new 
Now there stands a chemical plant 
Where the cherry orchards grew 

And I married Lucy from the back of our class 
Who once wrote letters to you 
We've got kids and we send them to school 
From the street with the pretty view 

Oh, and your shirt of blue 
Oh, and your shirt of blue 

Maybe Tommy, we grew up too quick 
From the fields with the flowers strewn 
From a butterfly stick, to a baton and a brick 
Changing uniforms far too soon 

Hey now, Tommy shall we meet again 
In the morning wet with dew? 
Meet at the gates of the colliery 
You in your shirt of blue 

And shall we wrestle in the muddy patch 
Like the other poor men do? 
We can scuff our boots, we can tear our hands 
And I'll rip that shirt off you 

Oh, and your shirt of blue 
Oh, and your shirt of blue 

Or maybe Tommy, we grew up too quick 
From the fields with the flowers strewn 
From a butterfly stick, to a baton and a brick 
Changing uniforms far too soon 

Oh, and your shirt of blue 
Oh, and your shirt of blue