The Blaydon Races

the blaydon races; a geordie folk song . sung at newcastle united football matches . . . howay the lads! i went to blaydon races D twas on the ninth of june A7 D eighteen hundred and sixty two G D on a summer’s afternoon E7 A7 i took the bus from balmbras D and she was heavy laden A7 D away we went along collingwood street G D that’s on the road to blaydon A7 D oh me lads , you should’ve seen us gannin D A7 D passing the folks along the road G D and all of them were starin’ G E7 A all the lads and lasses there D they all had smilin’ faces A7 D gannin along the scotswood road G D A7 to see the blaydon races D we flew past armstrong’s factory D and up by the robin adair A7 D but gannin ower the railway Bridge G D the bus wheel flew off there E7 A7 the lasses lost their crinolines D and veils that hide their faces A7 D i got two black eyes and a broken nose G D in gannin to blaydon races A7 D oh me lads , you should’ve seen us gannin D A7 D passing the folks along the road G D and all of them were starin’ G E7 A all the lads and lasses there D they all had smilin’ faces A7 D gannin along the scotswood road G D A7 to see the blaydon races D now when we got the wheel back on D away we went again A7 D but them that had their noses broke G D they went back ower hyem E7 A7 some went to the dispensary D and some to doctor gibbses A7 D and some to the infirmary G D to mend their broken ribses A7 D oh me lads , you should’ve seen us gannin D A7 D passing the folks along the road G D and all of them were starin’ G E7 A all the lads and lasses there D they all had smilin’ faces A7 D gannin along the scotswood road G D A7 to see the blaydon races D we flew across the tyne Bridge D and came to blaydon toon A7 D the barman he was calling then G D they called him jackie broon E7 A7 i saw him talking to some chaps D and them he was persuadin’ A7 D to gan and see geordie ridley’s show G D at the mechanics’ hall in blaydon A7 D oh me lads , you should’ve seen us gannin D A7 D passing the folks along the road G D and all of them were starin’ G E7 A all the lads and lasses there D they all had smilin’ faces A7 D gannin along the scotswood road G D A7 to see the blaydon races D now when we got to paradise D there were bonny games begun A7 D there were four and twenty on the bus G D and how we danced and sung E7 A7 they called on me to sing a song D so i sang ’em ’paddy fagan’ A7 D i danced a jig and i swung me twig G D the day i went to blaydon A7 D oh me lads , you should’ve seen us gannin D A7 D passing the folks along the road G D and all of them were starin’ G E7 A all the lads and lasses there D they all had smilin’ faces A7 D gannin along the scotswood road G D A7 to see the blaydon races D the rain it poured down all the day D and made the ground quite muddy A7 D coffee johnny had a white hat on G D shouted ’wee stole the cuddy?’ E7 A7 there were spice stalls and monkey shows D and old wives selling ciders A7 D and the chap on the ha’penny roundabout G D saying ’any more lads for riders?’ A7 D oh me lads , you should’ve seen us gannin D A7 D passing the folks along the road G D and all of them were starin’ G E7 A all the lads and lasses there D they all had smilin’ faces A7 D gannin along the scotswood road G D A7 to see the blaydon races D