For twelve lang months they gave it a try
To this day I divvent kna why
Cos the weather was never warm nor dry
On the Cambois nudist beach
The Cambois Nudist Beach
Folk song
Get yourself to Beamish
Get yourself to Beamish, the open air museum
‘The North of England’s heritage’ is its’ task and theme
Now Beamish has come of age since nineteen seventy
When it opened for the first time for all the world to see
Goodbye Killingworth Towers
Chorus
So it’s goodbye Killingworth Towers
You should never have been built at all
There’ll be plenty of cheers and not many tears
When Alcatraz begins to fall
At The Oxford (A Tribute to Don Smith)
CHORUS;
At The Oxford in Newcastle, that’s where we used to meet
There were plenty’ lasses on the floor dancing to the beat
And if you got to take one home, your night would be complete
There was many a match made at The Oxford
A Good Old Geordie Song
CHORUS
Ye cannit beat a good old Geordie song
That ev’rybody knows and sings along
Songs from Newcastle where we all belong
Ye cannit beat a good old Geordie song
Gazza The Geordie From Gateshead
He was born and bred in Gateshead, this famous Geordie lad
And on his seventh birthday, got a football from his dad
It didn’t take him long to learn to play that game
Though the other kids scoffed him, he was on his way to fame
Tall Ships on the Tyne
They came for the Tall Ships Race in the summer eighty six,
From a dozen diff’rent nations there were eighty diff’rent ships.
CHORUS : The week there were Tall Ships on the Tyne,
The week there were Tall Ships on the Tyne,
Even the Queen made a visit to the scene,
The week there were Tall Ships on the Tyne,
The Great North Run
CHORUS: It was thirteen miles at the most on the Great North Run
From Newcastle to the South Shields coast, on the Great North Run
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.
Cramlington Village Fair
One sunny Sat’day morning, aroond the middle of June,
The wife sez “We’re ganning 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.
