30 Jul 00 - 04:04 PM (#268028)
Subject: Thumping Luck
From: *Conrad Bladey Peasant-Inactive
Thumping Luck
air- Gang nae mair to your Town Here's thumping luck to yon town,
Let's have ahearty drink upon't-
O the days I've spent in yon town,
My heart still warms to think upon't;
For monie a happy day I've seen,
With monie a lass so kind and true,--
With hearty chields I've canty been,
And danc'd away till a' was blue. Chorus- Here's thumping luck to yon town,
Let's have a hearty drink upon't,
O the days I've spent in yon town,
My heart still warms to think upon't There's famous ale in yon town,
Will make your lips to smack again,
And many a one leaves yon town,
Oft wishes they were back again;
Well shelter'd from the northern blast,
Its spires nad turets proudly rise,
And boats and keels all sailing past
With coals, that half the world supplies. There's native bards in yon town,
For wit and hunour seldom bet--
And they sang sae sweet in yon town,
Good faith, I think I hear them yet:
Such fun in Thompson's voyage to Shields,
In Jimmy Johnson's wherry fine--
Such shaking heels and dancing reels,
When sailing on the coaly Tyne. Amang the rest in yon town
One Shiels was fam'd for ready wit--
His Lord Size half drown'd in yon town,
Good faith I think I hear it yet:
Then Mitford's muse is seldom wrong,
When once he gives the jade a ca',
And Gilchrist, too for comic song,
Though last, he's not the least of a'. May the sun shine brighton yon town,
May its trade and commerce still increase,--
And may all that dwells in yon town
Be blest with fond, domesticpeace;
For, let me wander east or west,
North, south, or even o'er the sea,
My native town I'll still love best--
Newcastle is the place for me. W. Watson -In: The Newcastle Song Book or Tyne-Side Songster., W&T Fordyce
Newcastle Upon Tyne.
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