Jarrow Song

My name is Geordie McIntyre, An' the Bairns don't even have a fire
So the wife says "Geordie, go to London Town!"
And if they don't give us half a chance, Don't even give us a second glance
Then Geordie, with my blessings, burn them down

Come on follow the Geordie boys, They'll fill your heart with joy
They're marching for their freedom now
Come on follow the Jarrow lads, They'll make your heart feel glad
They're singing now, yes now is the hour

My name is little Billy White, And I know what's wrong and I know what's right
An' the wife says "Geordie, go to London Town!"
An' if they don't give us a couple of bob, Won't even give you a decent job
Then Geordie, with my blessings, burn them down

Come on follow the Geordie boys, They'll fill your heart with joy
They're marching for their freedom now
Come on follow the Jarrow lads, The joy'll make your heart feel glad
They're singing now, yes now is the hour

Well I can hear them an' I can feel them
An' it's as just as if they were here today
I can see them, I can feel them
An' I'm thinking nothing's changed much today

Not all came here to stay their way and die
But they would come and hit you in the eye
Now's the time to realize that time goes on
Nothin' changes, changes, changes

Now I can feel them, I can see them
An' it's as just as if they were here today
I can feel them and I need them
An' I'm thinking nothing's changed much today

Not all that people stay their way and die
But they would come and hit you in the eye
Now's the time to realize that time goes on
And nothin' changes, changes, changes

My name is little Alan Price, I tried to be nice all of my life
But I'm afraid that up to date it doesn't work
Because when you lay some money down, The people try to put you down
Now where do I stand, either side or not

Come on follow this Geordie boy, He'll try and fill your heart with joy
We're marching for our freedom now
Come on follow this Jarrow lad, He'll try and make your heart feel glad
We're sayin' it now, yes now is the hour