THE DEETH 0' RENFORTH!
CHAMPION SCULLER OF THE WORLD.

"Y E cruel Atlantic Cable,
What's myed ye bring such fearful news?
When Tyneside's hardly yeble
Such sudden grief te bide.
Hoo me heart its beats-iv'rybody greets,
As the whisper runs throo dowley streets,
'We've lost poor Jimmy Renforth,
The Champein 0' Tyneside !"

HOD sad, hoo unexpected,
What diff'rent news we thowt te hear,
Till dismay'd an' affected,
Heart-broken mourners cried, "
Jimmy Renforth's gyen, wor greet Champein's gyen,
Iva country strange,-away frae hyem,
We've lost poor Jimmy Renforth,
The Champein 0' Tyneside !"

"Oh, Jim, what myed ye leave us?
What myed ye leave the canny toon?
A journey myed to grieve us,
Ye've gyen wi' the last tide,
An' the oar that fell, the last oar that fell
Frae yor helpless hand, just seem'd te tell
That Deeth wes the greet victor
l' races far an' wide!

"Life lost withoot a warnin,
An' stopt yor short but grand koreer,
Then left us stricken, mournin,
Deprived 0' wor greet pride;
Hoo me heart it beats,-iv'rybody greets,
As the whisper runs throo dowley streets,
'We've lost poor Jimmy Renforth,
The Champein 0' Tyneside!'"

-Source: Joe Wilson, (author) Songs and Drolleries, 1890