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The Song Book 145
An croose we left wor canny toon, Iv Jimmy Joneson's whurry.
As we push'd off, loak ! aw the Kee
To me seem'd shuggy-shooin', An' tho' aw'd niver been at sea,
Aw stud her like a new 'un. An' when the Malls began their reels,
Aw kick'd maw heels reet murry ; For faix ! aw lik'd the voyage to Sheels,
Iv Jimmy Joneson's whurry.
Quick went wor heels, quick went the oars,
An where my eyes were cassin, It seem'd as if the bizzy shore
Cheer'd canny Tyne i' passin. What! hes Newcassel now ne end ?
Thinks aw, it's wond'rous, varry; Aw thowt aw'd like my life to spend
Iv Jimmy Joneson's whurry.
Tyne-side seem'd clad wiv bonny ha's,
An' furnaces se dunny ; Wey this mun be what Bible ca's
"The land of milk and honey !" If aw thor things belang'd tiv me,
Aw'd myek the poor reet murry, An' gar each heart to sing wiv glee,
Iv Jimmy Joneson's whurry.
From Tyneside Songs. Words by T. Thompson. Tune Blind Willie singing;. |
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