Hi, Kipling..here goes..

Here's the tender coming, pressing all the men;
Oh, dear Hinnie, what shall we do then?
Here's the tender coming off at Shield's Bar,
Here's the tender coming full of men o' war.

Hide thee, canny Geordie, hide thyself away;
Hide thee till the tender makes for Druids Bay.
If they take thee, Geordie, who's to win our bread?
Me and little Jacky: better off be dead.

Here's the tender coming, stealing of my dear;
Oh, dear, hinny, they'll ship you out of here.
They will ship you foreign, that is what it means;
Here's the tender coming full of red marines.

Hey, bonny lassie, let's go to the Lawe*
See the tender lying, off at shields Bar,
With her colours flying, anchor at the bow,
They took my bonny laddie, best of all the crew.

Here's the tender coming, pressing all the men;
Oh, dear hinny, what shall we do then?
Here's the tender coming, off at sheield's Bar,
Here's the tender coming, full of men o' war.


* Apparently the Lawa is a high vantage point a t Shields.

Hope this helps....I took the words from Roy Palmer's wonderful 'The Valiant Sailor.'

All the best..........Harry Basnett.