A long time ago in the land of the tyne
the natives were all getting tired of wine
so they dragged up some mud from the tyne river bed
added gallons of nitro and then proudly said

a wayward young climber who fell froma fell
parted soul from his body and went down to hell
when he entered the furnace what did he find
there was the devil stoned out of his mind .. drinking

a young lad from eccles got married quite quick
to a pretty young chick who he's put up the ...... stairs
on the night of their wedding his face went all red
for it wasn't a gozzunder stuck under the bed it were

There's at least one more verse I'm sure but I can't recall it at the moment, I think the chorus line is "i'd walk many a mile to it here IN STYLE and drink of that Newcastle Brown"


cheers

Raggytash