nice geordie song for yee's lot lol

[jordigirl]

One Sunda morn young Lambton went
A-fishing in the Wear;
An' catched a fish upon he's heuk	(=caught) (=his hook)
He thowt leuk't vary queer.	(=thought looked very strange)
But whatt'n a kind ov fish it was	(=what kind of)
Young Lambton cudden't tell-
He waddn't fash te carry'd hyem,	(=could not be bothered to carry it home)
So he hoyed it doon a well	(=threw it down)
Chorus
Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs,	(=Be quiet, boys, shut your mouths)
An' aa'll tell ye aall an aaful story,	(=I'll tell you all an awful)
Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs,
An' Aa'll tel ye 'boot the worm.	(=about)
Noo Lambton felt inclined te gan	(=go)
An' fight i' foreign wars.
He joined a troop ov Knights that cared
For nowther woonds nor scars,	(=neither wounds)
An' off he went te Palestine
Where queer things him befel,
An varry seun forgat aboot	(=very soon forgot about)
The queer worm i' tha well.
But the worm got fat an' grewed an' grewed,
An' grewed an aaful size;
He'd greet big teeth, a greet big gob,
An greet big goggly eyes.
An' when at neets he craaled aboot	(=nights) (=crawled around)
Te pick up bits o' news,
If he felt dry upon the road,
He'd milk a dozen coos.	(=cows)
This feorful worm would often feed	(=fearful)
On caalves an' lambs an' sheep,
An' swally little bairns alive	(=swallow) (=children)
When they laid doon te sleep.
An when he'd eaten aall he cud	(=all he could)
An' he had had he's fill,
He craaled away an' lapped he's tail	(=wrapped)
Ten times roond Pensha Hill.
The news ov this myest aaful worm	(=most)
An' his queer gannins on	(=goings-on)
Seun crossed the seas, gat te the ears	(=soon) (=got to)
Ov brave an' bowld Sor John.
So hyem he cam an' catched the beast,	(=home he came and caught)
An' cut 'im in twe haalves,	(=cut him in two halves)
An' that seun stopped hes eatin' bairns
An' sheep an' lambs an' caalves.
So noo ye knaa hoo aall the foaks	(=now you know how all the folk)
On byeth sides ov the Wear	(=both)
Lost lots o' sheep an' lots o' sleep
An leeved i' mortal feor.	(=And lived in mortal fear)
So let's hev one te brave Sor John	(=let's drink to brave Sir John)
That kept the bairns frae harm,	(=from)
Saved coos an' calves by myekin' haalves	(=making halves)
O' the famis Lambton Worm.	(=famous)

[phil-h]

that's some story! I've been to Newcastle many times, wish I'd have had that printed out, could have saved me saying " huh?" every two minutes gon

[jester56uk]

lmao phil nice one

[manxspud]

Nice jg ... however i think it would be better if you came round and sang it to me in person

[DOUGALMCD]

Naw I much preferred when the boat comes in.

[jordigirl]

am sure ya ears couldn't cope with ma singing - or lack of singing manx

[manxspud]

Am sure i'm up to the task

[andy1967]

Am sure i'm up to the task

I'm sure Tash would be right behind you, or in front of you!

[jordigirl]

ya could be upto the task manx - don't think ya ears would be like - cos a can't sing am worse than bad

but then a can't be great at everything

[manxspud]

1st ... Tash would be eating my dust

2nd ... with your thighs blocking my ears you can sing all night

[jordigirl]

with ma thighs blocking ya ears a think the singing might turn into screaming

[manxspud]

With out getting into to much detail ... lets just say you would be getting religious (think about it)

[jordigirl]

don't worry about it am an atheist

[manxspud]

My type of girl

[macmackem]

I'M afraid to say it is a Mackem song not a Scum song