Lyr Add: The Skipper's Account of the Orange Men's

Subject: The Skipper's Account of the O Mans Proc ^^
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 03 May 00 - 03:54 PM

The Skipper's Account of the Orange-Men's Procession

Wor keel it lay dry on a sand near the Key,
An' it happen'd as how that aw had nowt te de
The bells began ringin just when it struck Ten,
an' they sed that it was for the Loyal Orangemen

Chorus-
Derry down, &c

Aw on t' the Key iv a deuce iv a hurry,
An' brak byth me shins cummin ower a whurry;
But aw haddent time to mind them tho' they smarted sare,
For the Purcession was just comin oot iv a chare.

Aw thowt that wa'd seen bonny seets i' my time,
Mang wor lads that are recon'd the pride o' the Tyne;
When they get theirsels drest i' wor heed-meetin day,
Wiv a band o' musicianors afore them to play.

But the forst set aw see'd put maw pipe oot, aw's shure,
Twas a canny au'd mannie that mairch'd on afore;
Wiv a sword iv his hand, a cock'd hat on his heed,
An' the bonniest new claes on that ever aw see'd

There was colours, and candles, and gilt things galore,
An' things that aw ne'er see'd the like on afore;
An' sum douce-leukin cheps that war aw dress'd i ' black,
But they every yen had a cow's horn on his back

The fine things they com on se thick and se fast,
That aw cuddent tell what was forst and what last;
An' aw see'd a queer man that folks call'd a preest,
An' four cheps swettin under a greet goolden kist.

Aw laugh'd an' aw gurn'd, an' aw gov a greet shoot,
An' aw dang a' the bairns an' the au'd wives aboot;
But maw booels were but in a dismal confloption,
When aw see'd sum cheps cum wiv a bairn's bonny coffin

Aw was in sad consarnment, as ye may be sure,
For a barryin like this, wey aw ne'er see'd afore;
For the morners war drest up wiv sashes an' ribins
An' the band play'd as thof they war gaun tiv a weddin

Aw says tiv a man, says aw, Sor, if ye please,
Can ye tell us whe's deed? an' he civilly says,
Whe's deed aw divent knaw, but as far as aw reckin
It's the De'il or yen Pop that they hev i' thon coffin.

Aw met wor Pee Dee when aw gat tiv the jail,
He says, Lets intiv the chorch, can ye clim o'er the rail
For there's lasses wi' fine Orange ribbins gaen in,
An that hatchet-fyee'd wife says they're gannin te sing

Aw says to the lad. Aw's be in iv a crack!
But a cunstibbel says, Man! yor face is se black,
That if ye gan in--its the truth aw declare,
Ye'll be taen for Au'd Nick, and they'll barry ye there.

So aw see'd ne mair, but aw hard the folks say,
That they'd cum agyen on sum other day;
So, aw said tiv wor lad, Wey we've seen a grand seet
An' we'll drink aw their hilths agyen Setterday neet.

-R.Emery-In: The Newcastle Song Book or Tyne-Side Songster., W&T Fordyce
Newcastle Upon Tyne. Note Orange order content.^^

Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Skipper's Account of the O Mans
From: Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 03 May 00 - 03:57 PM

scrub the tmoor in the attribution at the end it is said to be by R.Emerey only