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A CALL FOR THE NORTH COUNTRY - Top of Page
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Good people come and gather round me,
Listen to me sing my song,
I'm a wind-blown seed in a land of greed,
Living with a dream gone wrong,
But some day, some say,
They'll all be growing greener in the North Country.

I reckon there are them born lucky.
I tell you that it ain't no lie,
I can't even cross my heart for fear I'll surely die.

I left my aged parents,
Living on tick and in trash,
Their house was sliding down a worked out seam,
They were waiting for the Coal Board Cash.

I once loved a woman in waiting,
She left me for a place on high,
Now she's looking for the Great North Road,
And a twinkle in her old man's eye.

One day I'll get my mojo working,
Spitting on the horse-shoe ground,
You can't do me harm with your hex and charm,
I'm walking the sun way's round.

BIG MEETING DAY - Top of Page
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When Big Meeting day came round we knew we'd have to beat the crowd,
So we set off bright and early, feeling happy, pleased and proud.
The day was ours to kill, a golden sun was shining down,
We found a parking place in Sherburn Hill, and strolled right into town.

We walked along through Gilesgate, wondering where to venture first,
So while we were a-pondering that, we thought we'd quench our thirst,
The pubs were full and so we bought a crate from off a van,
It was far too much to carry so we drank it there and then.

When we reached the market square it was crowded fit to bust,
We saw our colliery band go marching past but only just,
A woman next to me she said I'm really over the moon,
That's my husband on the trumpet, he's the only one in tune.

A man in uniform stood with a pint glass in his hand,
He looked alone and so I said, I hope you can find your band,
He seemed to take offense and put his glass upon the bar,
He said I'm a traffic warden and I hope I can find your car.

Through a whirling crowd in Silver Street I spied a friendly face,
And though it seemed familiar it was one I couldn't place,
He made his way towards me as I tried so hard to think,
It clicked when he said Come on son, buy your dad a drink,

A busload up from Murton they were out to have a hoot,
And to keep the driver sober they had locked him in the boot,
Before too long they'd all forgotten where they'd left the bus,
When the rest have gone they said the one that's left will be for us.

No one in the company knew the way to the racecourse,
Then someone spied across the crowd a jockey on a horse,
It was just a mounted policeman, but we still kept on his trail,
Me leeks would win some prizes if I'd only brought a pail.

We slept all through the speeches then we headed for the shows,
But you shouldn't go on the waltzer if you've brought no change of clothes,
But the crowds began to head for home, the banners rolled and furled,
And the sun lit the cathedral at the centre of the world.

You should've been in Durham such a sight you never saw,
Crowds and beer and chips and cheer, and banners by the score,
Famous politicians perched upon a balcony,
As the whole of County Durham went a-marching on a spree.

We let our hair down with conscience good and clear,
We let our hair down, it's only once a year.



THESE COAL TOWN DAYS
(Jez Lowe)
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There'll be tears in the eyes of the weak,
And in the eyes of the most strong-hearted,
Tears in the eyes of the miners and wives,
When these coal town days are done.

And it's towered above this town,
Since this century first started,
But the towers will be all torn down,
And a whole way of life hauled away.

Men have worked it in fear and rage, And they've cursed it to hell in it's darkness,
But they'll walk from that last shift's cage,
And they'll curse what the future's to bring.

And the fight between the mine and the man,
And the lives and blood that it cost us,
It was never to be lost or won,
Because the powers that be rule the day.

Cheers!
Ian

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