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Busker1986年1月1日

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Ah had te come te London

'Coz ah couldn't find ay job

But ah don't intend te stay long

If ah make ay few quick bob

It's cold up there it Summer

It's like sitting inside ay fridge

But ah wish ah was on the Quayside

Looking at the owld Tyne Bridge'

Ahm coming home Newcastle

Ah might as well ay been in jail

Ahd walk the streets al day al neet

For ay bottle ay ye own Brown Ale

Ahm coming home Newcastle

If ye never win the Cup again

Ahl brave the dark at St James's Park

At the Gallowgate end in the rain

Ahm coming home

And ahm proud te be ay Geordie

And te live in Geordie land

Some people think wi bowdy

And wi hard te understand

And they say it's just self pitty

And wi not so very tough

'Coz the people in the big fat City

Haven't had it half as rough

Ahm coming home Newcastle

Ye can keep ye London wine

Ahd walk the streets al day al neet

For ay bottle ay the River Tyne

Ahm coming home Newcastle

Ah wish ahd never been away

Ahd kiss the ground for the welcome sound

Of me mother saying hinny howay

Ahm coming home

And ah miss the auld blind busker

Who stands at Fenwicks door

He plays ay mean accordion

Ye've arl seen him there before

And ah love the Geordie heroes

There's so many famous names

Like Lindisfarne and Gazza

Brendan Foster and the Gateshead games

Ahm coming home Newcastle

Ah might as well ay been in jail

Ahd walk the streets al day al neet

For ay bottle ay ye own Brown Ale

Ahm coming home Newcastle

If ye never win the cup again

Ahl brave the dark at St James's Park

At the Gallowgate end in the rain

Ahm coming home Newcastle

Ye can keep ye London wine

Ahd walk the streets al day al neet

For ay bottle ay the River Tyne

Ahm coming home Newcastle

Ah wish ahd never been away

Ahd kiss the ground for the welcome sound

Of me mother saying hinny howay

Ahm coming home Newcastle

Ah might as well ay been in jail

Ahd walk the streets al day al neet

For ay bottle ay ye own Brown Ale

Ahm coming home Newcastle

If ye never win the Cup again

Ahl brave the dark at St James's Park

At the Gallowgate end in the rain

Ahm coming home Newcastle

 

Ah had te come te London