Three, six, nine, on the banks of the Tyne, here comes Bobby Shaftoe
Canny day doon the Waggon Way, we’ll may the Keel Row Continue reading
Dirty Back Lanes
Gateshead
The Gateshead Garden Festival
Take a tip mate, and take a trip mate
to Gateshead on the Tyne,
For twenty two weeks, you’ll see more than leeks,
let’s hope the weather’s fine
What have they done to Gateshead?
I travelled the world for country and King
It took two years off my life
And when I returned to Gateshead town
I courted and took me a wife
And that was July nineteen fifty one
When Gladys and I were wed
In October we sailed for Australia
And said farewell to Gateshead
The Felling Shore
by Wilf Mitford
Aa mind Sunday mornings doon by the Felling Shore
With me Father and me sisters when we would all explore
The place where he was born and bred, before the first world war
He would show us where he used to live, knocked down some years before
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Though the people and the hooses were replaced by grass and trees
The Felling Shore was still alive in me Father’s memories
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