Hey Geordie your brow it's full of cold sweat
I see by your face that it's causing distress
But you may as well sleep 'cause alas it is true
They're closing your yard and there's nothing you can do
So sleep bonny lad don't you worry for me
I'm always beside you whenever need be
I know we've no money and no future to see
But we'll work out something just wait and see
I've looked down the river
And it's empty not dry
The tide it is turning
And there's no rescue nigh
The ships are still sailing
But they drift on down by
And my hands stand idle
Don't you think it's a crime
Who's gonna employ you
At forty and three
When there's choice of the young'uns
And soon just like me
All standing in queues with their hands outstretched
Asking for work but that's not what you get
Now look at the young'uns
They know the road well
But don't know the difference
Between heaven and hell
No diplomas or scholars degree
Just thrown on the heap
Like at forty and three
Will you go down the south where there's work and there's pay
But a family apart it won't work out that way
Don't go away my big bonny lad
Stay here and fight them, we'll do all that we can
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