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Folk Song

X:1 T:Byker Hill and Walker Shore C:Trad Z:Webmaster K: W: W:1 If I had another penny I would have another gill W:I would make the piper play The bonnie lads of Byker Hill. W: W:ch Byker Hill and Walker Shore, Collier lads for ever more. W:Byker Hill and Walker Shore. Collier lads for ever more. W: W:2 My Jenny she sits an hour late up, My Jenny she sits an hour late up W:My Jenny she sits an hour late up, To give me my pint pot and a cup. W: W:3 It's down the pits we'll go my laddies And down the pits we'll go my mammies, W:We'll try our will and use our skill To cut them ridges down below. W: W:4 My Jenny she is never near. My Jenny she is never near W:And when I called out "Where's my supper" She orders up another pint of beer. W: W:5 When first I came down to the pit I had no trousers nor no pit shirt, W:Now I've gotten two or three; Byker pit's done well by me. W: W:6 Hey Jenny come home.to your little baby Hey Jenny come home to your little baby W:Hey Jenny come home to your little baby With a pint of beer all under your arm W: W:7 The pitman and the keelman trim They drink bumble made from gin, W:Then to dance they do begin To the tune of Elsie Marley. W:. W:8 The old coalcutter gets two shillings; The deputy gets half a crown, W:The overman gets five and sixpence - That's just for riding up and down. W: W:9 Geordie Johnson he had a pig, He hit it with a shovel and it danced a jig W:All the way to the Walker pit To the tuine of Elsie Marley % % % % %

					
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