BONNIE TYNESIDE
A Scottish Waltz
(Songwriter Unknown)

As I came in by Tyneside
Where gently flows the rolling tide,
A fair pretty maid passed by my side;
And her looks did me ensnare.

She took me to her father's home,
So bashfully as I went in,
Say's he, "Young man you're far from home
On bonnie Tyneside."

Well I sat down, her folks to please
They treated me to wine and cheese,
And children gathered round my knees;
It was a blithesome sight.

But nine o'clock began to strike
And the plowmen lads began to spit,
Say's I to myself, "It's time to flit
From bonnie Tyneside."

It's myself arose up to my feet
I bid them all a fine goodnight
And asked the road to Mains O'Gicht
And the fair maid to convoy.

She's shown me past the barn door,
And oh but my poor heart was sore,
To part with her and meet no more
On bonnie Tyneside.

But in the spring came back again,
And on her finger place a ring,
And home with me then she did come,
From bonnie Tyneside.

Submitted by DA
05-02-2000

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