Subject: Newcastle Landlords 1831
From:
*Conrad Bladey Peasant-Inactive
Date: 30 Jul 00 - 01:47 PM
Newcastle Landlords-1834 Kind friends and acquaintance, attention I claim,
While a few jolly Landlord, in this town, I name;
In alphabet order my song it is penn'd,
And I hope, for joke's sake, it will never offend. Chorus-
Then hey for good drinking,
It keeps us from thinking
We all love a drop in our turn. A stands for armfield a good hearty blade,
Tho' he's left the Nag's Head, still follows his trade;
At the foot of the Market you'll find his new shop,
Where many an old friend still calls in for a drop. B stands for Burns, of the Theatre-square;
She's an orderly woman- good drink is sold there;
If I wanted as wife, I should readily choose
This amiable widow to govern my house. C stands for Cant, sign of the Blue bell,
Who keeps a good house, and good porter doth sell;
Quarreling or fighting is there seldom seen,--
She's a canty old widow, but rather too keen. D for Dixon who once kept the Unicorn-Ho!
And D stands for Dixon, White Hart, you well know;
Then theere's Dixon, Quayside, just a little way down--
Were the three fattest landlords in all the whole town. E stands for Eggleton, Fighting Cocks Inn,
Tho' old, took a young wife, and thought it no sin;
F for Finlay, his shop's corner of Pudding-chare,
And good wine and spirits you'always get there. G for Gibson, the Blue-posts, in Pilgrim-street,
Where a few jolly souls oft for harmony meet;
H for Hackworth, in Cowgate, Grey Bull is the sign--
Only taste his good ale--faith, you'll say it's divine. H stands for Heron, the sign of the Cock;
H for Hall, near Nuns' Gate--keeps a snug oyster-shop;
H stands for Horn, aand he's donevery weal,
Since he bother'd the heart of sly Mrs. Neil. I stans for Inns- we've the best in the north--
There's the King's Head, the Queen's Head, the George, and the Turf,
he Old Crown and Thistle, and Miller's Half-Moon,
Well known to the trav'lers who frequent the town. K stands for Kitchen, Hell's Kitchen 'twas nam'd,
And long for good ale and good spree has been fam'd;
In eachparlour, in vestry, or kitchen you'll find
The beer-drawer, Mary, obliging and kind. L stands for Larkin--he's left the Black Boy,
Once fam'd for Patlanders and true Irish joy;
On the Scotchwood New Road a house he has ta'en,
Where I hope the old soul will get forward again. M stands for Mitford--he kept the North Pole,
Just over the Leazes--a dull-looking hole;
Now our favorite poet lives at Head of the Side--
Here's success to his muse--long may she preside. N stands for Newton, sign of the dolphin,
Who the old house pull'd down, built it up like an inn;
They say he found gold--how much I can't tell;
but never mind that, he's done wonderful well. O stands for orton--he keeps the Burnt House,
Once fam'd for the Knights of the Thimble and Goose;
and O stands for Ormston, at Pandon-- O rare!--
Temptation enough for young men that go there! P stands for Pace, sign of the White Swan,
Who, for to oblige, will do all that he can;
A convenient house, when you marketing make,
To pop in and indulge yourself with a beef-steak. R stands for Ridley and Reed, you all know,
And R stands for Richardson, all in a row;
First, Three Tuns, the Sun, and the Old Rose & Crown,
And their ale's good as any at that part of town. S for Sayer's Nag's Head, he keeps good mountain dew,--
Only taste it, you'll find what I tell you is true;
S for Stokoe, wine-me chant, foot of St. John's Lane;
For good stuff and good measure we'll never complain. T for Teasdale, the Phoenix, a house fam'd for flip--
T for Teasdale, who once kept the sign of the Ship;
And W for Wylam, a place more fam'd still--
Sure you all know the Custom-house on the Sandhill. Robin Hood, Dog and Cannon, and Tiger for me,
The Peacock, well known to the clerks on the Quay;
The Old Beggar's Opera for stowrie, my pet,
Mrs. Richardson's was, andshe cannot be bet. There's the Black Bull and Grey Bull, well known to afew.
Black, White, and Grey Horse, and Flying Horse too;
The Black House, the White House, the Hole in the Wall,
And the Seven Stars, Pandon, if you dare to call. There's the Turk's Head, Nag's Head, and Old Barley Mow,
The Bay Horse, the Pack Horse, and Teasdale's Dun Cow,
The Ship, and the Keel, the Half Moon, and the Sun--
But I think my good friends, it is time to be done. Then each landlord and landlady, wish them success,
Town and trade of the Tyne, too- we cannot do less;
And let this be gthe toast, when we need toregale--
May we ne'er want a bumper of Newcastle ale. W.Watson -In: The Newcastle Song Book or Tyne-Side Songster., W&T Fordyce
Newcastle Upon Tyne.
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