Teasing Lyrics & Chords By Bob Roberts

I am a brisk lad and my fortune is quite bad, In fact I am wondrous poor. But it's I do intend my fortune to mend, I s'll build me an house down on the moor, my brave boys, I...read more

If I had another penny I would have another gill And I would make the piper play The bonny lass of Byker Hill Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads Collier lads for ever more, me...read more

Now, Bold Sir Rylas a-hunting went, All along and down a lea. And Bold Sir Rylas a-hunting went, Down by the riverside. Bold Sir Rylas a-hunting went To catch some game was...read more

Now as I rode out over London Bridge On a misty morning early I overheard a fair pretty maid A cry for the life of her Geordie "Go bridle to me a milk white steed Bridle me a...read more

Oh Polly love, oh Polly, the rout has now begun And we must march away at the beating of the drum Go dress yourself in all your best and come along with me I'll take you to the...read more