Grainger Street

Tune: Homeward Bound

Aw've just cum back frae Grainger Street,
Where a' the lads an' lasses, meet,
Where luv speaks volumse frae the eyes,
An' fills the breest wi' lang drawn sighs.

Chorus:
Where the lads an' lasses meet ivry neet,
Where they meet i' Granger street.

Where smart young cheps an' slap up swells,
Luck efter young an' bloomin belles,
Where lasses giggle, grin, an laff,
At sum fast lad's unmeanin chaff.

Where hoops an' stockins always reign,
Te captivate sum tender swain:
Where winks an' nods like Cupid's darts,
Turns heeds, an' play the deuce wi' hearts.

Where clash hes plenty room for play,
An' luvin whispers hev thor sway,
Where shakin hans= the gentle squeze,
Wi' honey'd words byeth tease an' please.

Where markit rangers tyek thor place,
Te fill the streets wi' mense an' grace;
Where groops i' kindly friendship meet,
Te welcome efter wark the neet.

Frae six te ten i's just the syem,
When decent cuppils toddle hyem,
But efter that's a scene ye'll knaw,
Aboot which aw'd better haud me jaw.

-Source: Joe Wilson, Tyneside Songs and Drolleries