Thumping Luck

Here's thumping luck to yon town,
Let's have a hearty drink upon't,--
O the days I've spent in yon town,
My heart still warms to think upon't;
For monie a happy day I've seen,
With monie a lass so kind and true,--
With hearty chields I've canty been,
And danc'd away till a' was blue.

Here's thumping luck to yon town,
Let's have a hearty drink upon't,--
O the days I've spent in yon town,
My heart still warms to think upon't.

There's famous ale in yon town,
Will make your lips to smack again,
And many a one leaves yon town,
Oft wishes they were back again;
Well shelter'd from the northern blast,
Its spires and turrets proudly rise,
And boats and keels all sailing past
With coals, that half the world supplies.
Here's thumping luck, &c.

There's native bards in yon town,
For wit and humour seldom bet
And they sang sae sweet in yon town,
Good faith, I think I hear them yet:
Such fun in Thompson's voyage to Shields,
In Jimmy Johnson's wherry fine--
Such shaking heels, and dancing reels,
When sailing on the coaly Tyne.
Here's thumping luck, &c.

Amang the rest in yon town,
One Shiels was fam'd for ready wit--
His "Lord Size" half drown'd in yon town,
Good faith I think I hear it yet:
Then Mitford's muse is seldom wrong,
When once he gives the jade a ca',
And Gilchrist, too, for comic song,
Though last, he's not the least of a'.
Here's thumping luck, &c.

May the sun shine bright on yon town,
May its trade and commerce still increase,--
And may all that dwells in yon town
Be blest with fond, domestic peace;
For, let me wander east or west,
North, south, or even o'er the sea,
My native town I'll still love best--
NEWCASTLE is the place for me.
Here's thumping luck, &c.