Subject: Newcastle Celebrities
From:
Conrad Bladey (Peasant- Inactive)
Date: 17 May 00 - 10:41 PM
Newcastle Celebrities
Air- Nothing More Thi day aw thowt aw'd hev a walk, aw wandered doon the quay,
Aw met Henwife Jack an' Ranter, they wor as drunk as they cud be:
They had just cum oot the Custom Hoose alang wi fishwives mony a score
Shootin buy maw caller herrin, hinny, an' aw'll ask for nothing more. Awd Cuckoo Jack he's deed an gyen, sum called him a knave,
He saved mony a muther's bairn fra' hevin a watery grave;
Deed bodies he got mony a one just doon by the North Shore,
If ye paid Cuckoo for his labour, he wad ask for nothing more. Dickey Granger's hooked it te, he must hev been a strange creature,
Te build sic streets as Grey Street an' sic a fine Theatre:
If they only had but let him leeve ti the age of fower score,
He wad finished Stephenson's monument, an' wad ask for nothing more. There's Sir William Airmstrang, knighted by the Queen,
For makin' these guns for government, thor like was niver seen:
An' sud a foreign foe cum here ti invade wor canny shore,
If we get the Airmstrang on we wad ask for nothing more. Ye'll all knaw Harry Clasper, he's an honour te wor Tyne,
For pullin boats and buildin them, he can all the rest ootshine:
Thor's Chambers, Winship and little Jack will join in a fower oar,
If we only mill the cocknies we'll ask for nothing more. There's the porter pokemen that works upon the kee,
They are the cheps for jokin, an' they oft get on the spree;
They are all concert ganners, for singin they de adore,
Giv' them a fair day's wage an' a fair day's wark an' they'll ask for nothing more. -Geordy Ridley
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