In Newcastle on Tyne ev'ry year, On the Town Moor there is a fair, The Hoppings in the last full week of June. The largest travelling fair around, Gets the show off the ground, Race Saturday commencing at twelve noon.
The Hoppings Song
In Newcastle on Tyne ev'ry year, On the Town Moor there is a fair, The Hoppings in the last full week of June. The largest travelling fair around, Gets the show off the ground, Race Saturday commencing at twelve noon.
One sunny Sat'day morning, aroon the middle of June, The wife sez "We're gannin' oot it opens at twelve noon", The place was packed when we arrived, the Mayor of Blyth was there, And we had a good time at the Cramlington Village Fair
Lyrics and background to the song That's Northumbria, written by Wilf Mitford.
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Words & Music by Wilf Mitford
A song about the changing face of Gateshead from the 1950s to the 1970s for an expat, and few thoughts on where Gateshead is today for this expat.
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by Wilf Mitford Aa mind Sunday mornings doon by the Felling ShoreWith me Father and me sisters when we would all exploreThe place where he was born and bred, before the first world warHe would show us where he used to live, knocked down some years before CHORUSThough the people and the hooses were replaced … Continue reading The Felling Shore
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