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Ninth o' June Eighteen Hundred and sixty two on a Summers afternoon A teuk the bus frae Balmbra's and she was heavy laden Away we went alang Collingwood Street , thats on the road to Blaydon Chorus Oh me lads ye should have seen us gannin Passin the folks upon the road Just as they were stannin Thor was lots of lad's and lasses there All wi' smiling faces Gannin alang the Scotswood road Te' see the Blaydon races We went past Armstrongs factory and up to the "Robin Adair" Just gannin doon to the Railway bridge the bus wheel fell off there The lasses lost their crinolines off An' the veils that hid their faces An' ah got two black eyes and a broken nose In gannin to Blaydon Races When we got the wheel put on , away we went agin But them that got their noses broke they cam back ower yem Some went te the dispensary and others to Doctor Gibbs And some sought oot the infirmary to mend their broken ribs Noo when got te Paradise thor was bonny game begun There wes fower and twenty on the bus Man hoo they danced and sung They called me to sing a sang Ah sung them "Paddy Fagan " Ah danced a jig and swung me twig That day ah went to Blaydon We flew across the Chine Bridge reet into Blaydon toon The bellman callin there , they call him Jacky Broon Ah saw him talkin te some chaps an them he was a persuadin Te gan an see Geordie Ridley's concert In the Mechanics Hall at Blaydon The rain it poored doon aal day an made the groond quite muddy Coffy Johny had a whit hat on There was shootin "Whe stole the cuddy" There was spice staals an monkey show's an add wives sellin ciders an a chap wiv a happeeny roundabout shootin "Now me boys for riders" |
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