When For Air I Take My Mare Lyrics & Chords By The City Waites

I'm a broken-hearted keelman An I'm o'er head in love Wi a young lass from Gateshead An I call her me dove. Her name's Cushie Butterfield An she sells yella clay An her...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

A maid walked out one day, one day She met an aged man by the way. His head was bald, his beard was grey, His clothing made of the cold earthen clay, His clothing made of the cold...read more

The lady sits at her own front door As straight as a willow wand And by there come a lusty smith With his hammer in his hand Crying bide lady bide For there's a nowhere you...read more

When I was a bachelor I lived all alone I worked at the weaver's trade And the only, only thing I did that was wrong Was to woo a fair young maid I wooed her in the winter...read more