Aw went to Blaydon Races, 'twas on the ninth of Joon,
Eiteen hundred an' sixty-two, on a summer's efternoon;
Aw tyuk the 'bus frae Balmbra's, an' she wis heavy laden,
Away we went alang Collingwood Street, that's on the road to Blaydon.

(chorus)

Oh lads, ye shud only seen us gannin',
We pass'd the foaks upon the road just as they wor stannin';
Thor wes lots o' lads an' lasses there, all wi' smiling faces,
Gawn alang the Scotswood Road, to see the Blaydon Races.

We flew past Airmstrang's factory, and up to the "Robin Adair",
Just gannin' doon te the railway bridge, the 'bus wheel flew off there.
The lasses lost their crinolines off, an' the veils that hide their faces,
An' aw got two black eyes an' a broken nose in gan te Blaydon Races.

(chorus)

When we gat the wheel put on away we went agyen,
But them that had their noses broke they cam back ower hyem;
Sum went to the Dispensary an' uthers to Doctor Gibbs,
An' sum sought out the Infirmary to mend their broken ribs.

(chorus)

Noo when we gat to Paradise thor wes bonny gam begun;
Thor was fower-an-twenty on the 'bus, man, hoo they danced an' sung;
They called on me to sing a sang, aw sung them "Paddy Fagan",
Aw danced a jig an' swung my twig that day aw went to Blaydon.

(chorus)

We flew across the Chain Bridge reet into Blaydon toon,
The bellman he was callin' there, they call him Jackie Brown;
Aw saw him talkin' to sum cheps, an' them he was pursuadin'
To gan an' see Geordy Ridley's concert in the Mechanics' Hall at Blaydon.

(chorus)

The rain it poor'd aw the day an' myed the groons quite muddy,
Coffy Johnny had a white hat on - they war shootin' "Whe stole the cuddy."
There wes spice stalls an' munkey shows an' aud wives selling ciders,
An' a chep wiv a hapenny roond aboot, shootin' "Now, me boys, for riders."

nice one

Eeeeee M'Laad yor a mazor

You seem to know an awful lot about Geordie culture, hmmmmmm.....

I find it a touch disturbing that the words of this particular song should be posted on this board. Whats it got to do with us?

It's a bit like those other annoying things like people falling into the trap of using expressions that promote the importance of the club in question: 'United' is Manchester the only one then? and the pathetic 'toon' oh do me a favour.

Meself like, in the presence (virtual or real) of their "supporters", I always make a point of just calling them Manchester and NEVER united!

I posted it cos...well ...it's the 9th of June, and also as it happens, I'm running The Blaydon Race this evening 7:15pm, gonna a bit on the hot side, but I'll still try and tuck in behind those Kenyan lads....well for the first 20 seconds anyway.

Back to the lyrics, at one stage I thought it had been written by Bovver Boot Bob

Especially when the right words are "Gawn alang the Stockton Road to see the Poolie aces"

have to side with I here.

Magscum

But good luck in the race

thought that was an advert for a crisp worth it's salt