A driver and his pit pony.
This is another song collected by Tony Green of The Dialect and Folk Life Studies Department, Leeds University. He recorded it in 1965, while he was researching songs of The Industrial West Riding of Yorkshire. When I first started singing it, I thought the song seemed too short, so I started using the first verse as a chorus.
The last five pit ponies in the Yorkshire Coalfield leaving Wheldale Colliery in 1972. From The Guardian Archive
Tony Green collected the song from a Castleford miner called Bill Hill who worked at Wheldale Colliery. Mr Hill had worked as a pony driver in Yorkshire pits since he was fifteen years of age, and he learnt the song from other pony drivers he worked with. The Doggie referred to in the song was the man responsible for maintaining the ‘road’, the rails along which the pony pulled the tubs. If the tubs went ‘off the road’ it was his job also to get them back on. The standing was the pony stall in the underground pit stables.
Mr. Hill said that at every mine he had worked in the first five stalls were always named in order, 1. Tom, 2. King, 3. Shot, 4. Dick, and 5. Turpin. This jogged my memory. as when a boy growing up, I recall my Father, then a miner working at Wath Main Colliery, trying to locate a field for a pit pony they were about to retire called ‘Turpin’. Pit ponies due to the nature of their work and spending most of their lives in an underground environment did not gladly take to life on the surface as they were mostly old and infirm when they were retired. They were often sent to the ‘Knackers Yard’, slaughter house, for horse meat, or to a maggot farm. The lucky ones were put into the care of farm homes where they often had to be hand-fed as they were not accustomed to eating grass.
Tom, King, Shot, Dick and Turpin?
There are several misnomers about the legendary Highwayman Dick Turpin and the Yorkshire Miners nomenclature ‘Tom, King, Shot, Dick, Turpin’ is another untruth. Turpin was an original member of the ‘Gregory Gang’, a notorious gang of robbers in Essex. It was after the break up of the gang that he took to highway robbery along with two other Highwaymen, Mathew King, incorrectly identified as Tom King, and Stephen Potter. They were involved in a skirmish in which King was shot and later died, Potter was caught and Turpin escaped. He was next heard of in June 1737 when he booked a room at the Ferry Inn at Brough in the East Riding of Yorkshire.
Listen to Mick singing the Pony Driving Song, recorded by Ray Padgett & Dave Lawson, 1999.
MP3 file hosted on The Yorkshire Garland Group Song Database
The Castleford Pony Driving Song
1st Verse and Chorus
I am a driver, these are me tubs,
Ah'm off the road, lads, and my pony rubs,
Where is the Doggie? Nobody knows,
He’s down by the pass-by, a picking his nose.
2. Ah shall be glad when this shift is done,
Ah shall be up theer aht in the sun.
Tha’ll still be dahn here, in this dark oil
A grunting an’ groaning and pulling the coil.
3. Corn is in’t manager and watter’s in trough,
Tha’ll put the nose aht, when tha’s had enough,
Ah’ll tek thee in t’standing and drop off thi gear,
When Ah comes back Ah noas tha’ll be here.