Mechanics' Procession; or, a Trip to South Shields

Let gowks about Odd Fellows brag,
And Foresters se fine--
Unrivall'd the Mechanics stand,
And long will o'er them shine;--
With belts of blue, and hearts so true,
They far outrival every Order--
Their praise is sung by every tongue,
Frae Lunnin toon reet ow'r the Border.
Whack, row de dow, &c.

O had you seen our Nelson lads
When Nunn brought up the news
He said, let us be off to Shields,
Our brothers' hearts to rouse;
Our Tiler drew his sword, and cried,
Let banners wave and loud drums rattle--
Whene'er Mechanics are oppress'd,
They'll find us first to fight their battle!
Whack, row de dow, &c.

Three cheers we gave, when Nunn replied,
Our ALBION lads do crave,
To join the TYNE and COLLINGWOOD,
All danger they would brave;
And each I. G. wad let them see,
Their hearts and souls were in the action,
They'd crush a foe at ev'ry blow,
Until that they had satisfaction.
Whack, row de dow, &c.

The ardour spread from lodge to lodge,
Each brother's heart beat high,
And down the Tyne, in steamers fine,
On rapid wings they fly;--
'Mid cannon's roar along the shore,
Our band struck up our tunes se merry--
So blythe a crew there's been but few,
Since famous Jemmy Johnson's Wherry.
Whack, row de dow, &c.

At Shields we join'd their splendid band,
And march'd in fine array--
Throughout the town, we gain'd renown,
For such a grand display:--
We smack'd their yell, and wish'd success
To each Mechanic's Lodge se clever,
And as we left the brothers cried--
O may our Order live for ever!
Whack, row de dow, &c.

Let's drink to all Mechanics true,
Upon both sides of Tyne
May peace and plenty bless their homes,
And round them long entwine;--
To Simpson te, so kind and free,
Let's give three cheers as loud as thunder--
Till echo'd back from pole to pole,
And all the world admire and wonder!
Whack, row de dow, &c.