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20-May-17 - 03:22 PM
Thread Name: Songs/Poems of Joe Wilson
Subject: RE: Songs/Poems of Joe Wilson
LOKIL RECKORDS FOR THIS SENTORY!

JENERWARY

IN Mosley Street, i' the eer ite-teen,
Gas lamps wes for the forst time seen.
Lally, the boat-rower, strang an'soond,
l' sivinty-fower, at Blyth, wes droon'd.

FEBREWARY

Cowen an' Hamond, at last at ease,
l' sivinty-fower, wes myed M.P.'s.
Burt, for Morpeth, teuk things quiet,
l' Durham thor wes nowt but riot.

MAIRCH.

l' fifty-fower, aud "Beeswing" deed,
She wassent a horse, but had mare speed.
l' sivinty-three, quite lost te hope,
Mary Ann Cotton wes join'd te rope.

YEPRIL.

I' forty-fower, wi' minds alike,
The Pitmen had thor famous Strike.
I'one bonny neet, i' fifty-nine,
Chambers beat White on the Coaly Tyne

MAY.

l' thorty-six a' the bairns wes fear'd,
When the Bobbies forst i' blue appear'd.
Kelly beat Chambers, i' sixty-sivin,
When Bob wes pullin fast te hivvin.

JOON.

I' sixty-ire, Bob Chambers deed,
Deeth beat him wiv untimely speed.
The High Level Bridge, i' forty-nine,
Wes myed complete across the Tyne.

JEWLY.

l' sixty-one, iv a deedly swoon,
Grainger bid gud-bye te the toon.
Harry Clasper, wi' mony a sob,
l' sivinty, folIow'd his aud frind Bob.

AWGUST.

On the Toon Moor, thousands went te see
Mark Sherwood hung, i' forty-three;
Ned Corvan wi' fun kept foaks alive,
But he dee'd he'sel, i' sixty-five.

SIPTEMBOR.

Dan O'Connell, ov greet renoon,
l' thorty-five, com te wor toon.
I' thorty-ite, te save life, se brave,
Grace Darling dared the tretch'rous wave.

OCTOBER.

The moniment that we se often view,
TeStephenson, finish'd i' sixty-two.
Mark Frater got his fatal mark
l' sixty-one, 'twes a point frae Clark.

NOVEMBER.

co Jemmy Allan's" pipes wes short
0' breeth l'ten, they had ne chance wi' deeth.
l' forty-one, an eventful mom,
Me bruther Tom an' me wes born.

DlSEMBOR.

The steamer" Lifeguard," i' sixty-three,
Wi' all on board wes lest at sea.
l' fifty-three, Billy Purvis, eloon,
I' rest his queer aud heed laid doon.


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