| My name is Geordie McIntyre, An' the Bairns don’t even have a fire
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| So the wife says «Geordie, go to London Town!»
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| And if they don’t give us half a chance, Don’t even give us a second glance
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| Then Geordie, with my blessings, burn them down
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| Come on follow the Geordie boys, They’ll fill your heart with joy
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| They’re marching for their freedom now
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| Come on follow the Jarrow lads, They’ll make your heart feel glad
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| They’re singing now, yes now is the hour
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| My name is little Billy White, And I know what’s wrong and I know what’s right
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| An' the wife says «Geordie, go to London Town!»
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| An' if they don’t give us a couple of bob, Won’t even give you a decent job
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| Then Geordie, with my blessings, burn them down
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| Come on follow the Geordie boys, They’ll fill your heart with joy
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| They’re marching for their freedom now
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| Come on follow the Jarrow lads, The joy’ll make your heart feel glad
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| They’re singing now, yes now is the hour
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| Well I can hear them an' I can feel them
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| An' it’s as just as if they were here today
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| I can see them, I can feel them
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| An' I’m thinking nothing’s changed much today
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| Not all came here to stay their way and die
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| But they would come and hit you in the eye
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| Now’s the time to realize that time goes on Nothin' changes, changes, changes
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| Now I can feel them, I can see them
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| An' it’s as just as if they were here today
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| I can feel them and I need them
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| An' I’m thinking nothing’s changed much today
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| Not all that people stay their way and die
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| But they would come and hit you in the eye
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| Now’s the time to realize that time goes on And nothin' changes, changes, changes
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| My name is little Alan Price, I tried to be nice all of my life
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| But I’m afraid that up to date it doesn’t work
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| Because when you lay some money down, The people try to put you down
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| Now where do I stand, either side or not
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| Come on follow this Geordie boy, He’ll try and fill your heart with joy
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| We’re marching for our freedom now
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| Come on follow this Jarrow lad, He’ll try and make your heart feel glad
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| We’re sayin' it now, yes now is the hour |