Come all ye bonny tyneside lads and listen to me song Its all aboot a canny lass a lass I've courted long She's a regular travelling merchant and sells herring, sticks and clay Or anything else in season there's nowt gans out the way It's a good job Sally wasn't born a duchess or a queen For then I'd be left all forlorn me lass she'd never have been But Sally's old folks had more sense than choose a high degree Besides making her to suit themselves they made her to suit me. It's usually sung in a more dialect-heavy way than I have written it here. I agree that it should be 'nae hat and nae shawl' in the chorus.
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