Song
(five wives at Acomb)

There was five wives at Acomb,
And five wives at Wa',
And five wives at Fallowfield,
That's fifteen o' them a'

They've drunken ale and brandy,
'Till they are all fu';
And I cannot get home to
My eppie I trow,
My Eppie I trow,
My eppie I trow,
And I cannot get home to
My Eppie I trow.

The tyne water's se deep, that
I cannot wade through;
And I've no horse to ride to
My eppie I trow,
My Eppie I trow,
My Eppie I trow,
And I've no horse to ride to
My Eppie I trow.

In Tyne I hev not a boat,
Nor yet cou'd I row,
Across the deep water to
My Eppie I trow,
My Eppie I trow,
My Eppie I trow
And I've no horse to ride to
My Eppie I trow.

-Bell