Fare Thee Well Northumberland
Come drive me down to the central stationI hate to leave my river TyneFor some damn town that's god-forsakenFare thee well, NorthumberlandAlthough I'll go where the lady takes meShe'll never tell what's in her handI do not know what fate awaits meFare thee well, Northumberland
My heart beats for my streets and alleysLongs to dwell in the borderlandsThe north-east shore and the river valleysFare thee well NorthumberlandI may not stay, I'm bound for leavingI'm bound to ramble and to roamI only say my heart is grievingI would not gamble on my coming home
Roll on, Geordie boy, rollRoll on, Geordie boy, rollRoll on, Geordie boy, rollRoll on, Geordie boy, roll
So drive me down to the central stationI hate to leave my river TyneFor some damn town that's god-forsakenGoodbye old friend of mineAlthough I'll go where the lady takes meShe'll never tell what's in her handI do not know what fate awaits meFare thee well, Northumberland
So roll on, Geordie boy, rollRoll on, Geordie boy, rollRoll on, Geordie boy, rollRoll on, Geordie boy, roll