Lyr Add: The Newcastle Millers

Subject: Lyr Add: THE NEWCASTLE MILLERS
From: *#1 PEASANT*
Date: 13 Jun 04 - 06:29 PM

THE NEWCASTLE MILLERS

Written on the great prize fight, at Barlow Fell, between Jim Wallace and Tom Dunn, fought on the 25th October 1824, for forty sovereigns. Wallace was the victor.
Tune-"The Bold Dragoon."

Now hail, thou pride iv a' the Tyne, my glorious native toun!
As lang as aw can cum ti time, thy nyem shall ne'er gan doun;
Fame hez been lang, wi' glorious moves, the pages I' thy hist'ry filling,
But now she sports her boxing-gloves, an' nowt gans doon but rings an' milling.

The fancy lads that thou can boast wad tyek an 'oor ti tell,
Let Cockneys tawk a' Moulsey Hurst, we'll crack iv Barlow Fell.
Jim B--n hez up te Lunnin gyen, ti show them hoo ti hit an' parry;
But still we've bits iv blud at heym, that for a croon wad box Aud Harry.

The greet turn-up we've had between Jim Wallace an' Tom Dunn,
Sum wished that day they'd nivver seen, an' that boxers a' were hung;
The butcher lads had a' ti pay, sum pawn'd thor watches, sum thor horses,
An' a' the Tuesday neet, they say, that Morpeth turnpike rung wi' curses.

The 'prentice lads that stole away ti see the champions peel,
They'll mind o' that, for mony a day they walked upon a wheel:
Their half-'oor time they learn'd ti keep, a sitiwation rether tryin',
Just like the chep iv Collingwood Street, that's huggin' tiv his nose a lion.

Let men iv science bounce and swell, gi'e me the glass ti swing,
A nice snug room for Barlow Fell, filled wiv a jovial ring;
Then them that will may tyek thor bangs, the science that aw most delight in
Is drinkin' yel an' hearin' sangs, let Dunn an' Wallace tyek the fightiin'.

William, Oliver, 1829