Subject: Newcassel
From:
Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 29 Mar 00 - 11:23 PM
Newcassil
Tune= Kitty Tyrrel Thor's a fine little toon i' the North, lads,
That's been a grand hyemsteed te me;
It wes there where aw forst saw dayleet, lads,
An' there where me poor fether dee'd--
Since then thor's been gud an' bad changes;
Me muther had wark ye'll agree,
Te bring up the whole o' the fam'ly,
I' the toon that aw'll prize till aw dee.
Newcassil, Newcassil,
The canny aud toon still for me! Aw've seen uther toons i' me travels,
As canny as toons cud weel be,
But the toon that ye knaw aw belang te
Hes charms that they hevint for me!
The bildins aw saw i' these places
Wes nowt when aw thowt o' wor awn,
An' aw luckt lang amang the strange fyeces
Te find oot sum one that aw'd knawn,
Newcassil, Newcassil,
The canny aud toon still for me! Aw've expeerienc'd a greet lot o' kindness
I' places aw easily cud nyem,
But where cud aw find like Newcassil
A place te myek constant me hyem?
For aw'd miss ivry frind an' acquentance
Aw knew aboot canny Tyneside,
An' it's reet that a man shud think myest ov
His awn wiv affection an' pride
Newcassil Newcassil
The canny aud toon still for me! It's there where me fethur lies sleepin,
An' me canny aud muther leeves still,
Ti's there where me sister an' bruthers
'Ill welcum us back wi' gud will;
It's there where the ties ov affecshun
Cling closer then ivor te me;
An' iv a' the big fine toons iv Ingland,
Newcassil the dearest shall be.
Newcassil, Newcassil
The canny aud toon still for me! -Joe Wilson
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