# Lost Wellies [Verse 1] Down in Ogof Ffynnon Ddu, where the limestone breathes I've walked these narrow passages since I was seventeen My wellies know each puddle, every twist and turn But the cave's got hungry tonight, and there's lessons to be learned Carbide lamp is flickering, shadows dance on stone Been coming here for twenty years, this place feels like home But the mud's particularly thick where the water seeps And my faithful rubber boots have found their final sleep [Chorus] Lost my wellies in the darkness Left them somewhere in the deep Now I'm walking home in socks, love Through the Welsh hills, cold and steep All those Sunday morning journeys Down the holes where few men go Now my wellies guard the secrets That only cavers know [Verse 2] Started out at sunrise with my caving pack Headlamp bright and spirit high, thought I'd be right back But the squeeze got tighter, and the passage dropped When I pulled my foot up next, my boot just never stopped Tried to fish them out with rope, called to Dai and Sue But the cave had claimed its trophy, nothing we could do Twenty quid at Mountain Warehouse, that's what they cost But you can't replace the memories, now forever lost [Chorus] Lost my wellies in the darkness Left them somewhere in the deep Now I'm walking home in socks, love Through the Welsh hills, cold and steep All those Sunday morning journeys Down the holes where few men go Now my wellies guard the secrets That only cavers know [Bridge] In the local pub they're laughing At the fool who lost his shoes But down below in chambers dark They're paying their dues Every cavers got a story Of the kit that got away But my wellies found their calling In the depths of Cymru's clay [Verse 3] Next week I'll buy another pair, lace them up tight But I'll think about my old ones in the endless night Standing sentinel in silence where the water flows In my favourite cave in Wales, where nobody goes [Final Chorus] Lost my wellies in the darkness Left them somewhere in the deep Now I'm walking home in socks, love Through the Welsh hills, cold and steep All those Sunday morning journeys Down the holes where few men go Now my wellies guard the secrets That only cavers know Yeah, my wellies guard the secrets That only cavers know [Outro] Down in Ogof Ffynnon Ddu, where the limestone breathes My wellies wait in darkness, underneath the leaves