There is a cave in the Picos
They call the witch's eye
And it's been the ruin of many
Oxford Cavers such as I
Now Erin is a seamstress
She sews her TSA
And now she's going down 2/7
Exploring the streamway
Rob Garrett is a drinking man
He always says 'Dos mas!'
And he is down at the Maria Rosa
Drinking his Gin y Kas
There's nothing here that Lynn can eat
Not even top camp stew
For she's allergic to milk & eggs
And there's nothing she can do
The one we call 'la Jeffa'
Pip Crosby is quite ill
And she must stay inside her tent
Lying very still
Now Chris he is our novice
He porters all our bags
They are full for camping gear
For the use of the Old Lags
Now Wlodek is our hero
As told in tales of yore
But he has grown old &fat
And caves so fast no more
Now Gavin has bad crotch rot
His harness makes him sore
And though he likes deep caving
It rubs his skin quite raw
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Jo has gone a diggin'
In the valley of Dry Bones
And she has hauled from Pozu Jenga
Lots of bags of stones
Rich Doyle he is a night owl
He caves from dusk til dawn
The only time you'll hear him returning
Is in the early hours of morn
Lev rigged a deviation
From a pendant on the wall
Then he nearly killed himself
When he made that bastard fall
Rich Gerrish at the bottom
Trying to lay low
Knew that he was out of luck
When he heard Lev yell 'BELOW!!'
I've got one foot in my footloops
The other's on the floor
And I'm going back to Tumbling Dice
To rig that pitch once more
Now mothers tell your children
Not to do the same as I
And spend your time in Fear & Loathing
In the cave of the witch's eye
The only thing a caver needs
Is carbide for his lamp
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's cold and damp
There is a cave in the Picos
They call the witch's eye
And it's been the ruin of many
Oxford Cavers such as I |