Home Newcastle
I had to come to London
'Cause i couldn't find ay job
But i don't intend to stay long
If i make a few quick bob
It's cold up there it Summer
It's like sitting inside ay fridge
But i wish I was on the Quayside
Looking at the old Tyne Bridge'
I'm coming home Newcastle
I'm might as well been in jail
And walk the streets all day i neet
For a bottle a Brown Ale
I'm coming home Newcastle
If you never win the Cup again
How brave the dark at St. James's Park
At the Gallowgate end in the rain
I'm coming home
And I'm proud to be a Geordie
And to live in Geordie land
Some people think we're bowdy
And we're hard to understand
And they say it's just self pitty
And we're not so very tough
'Cause the people in the big fat City
Haven't had it half as rough
I'm coming home Newcastle
You can keep your London wine
And walk the streets all day a neet
For a bottle in the River Tyne
I'm coming home Newcastle
I wish I've never been away
I kiss the ground for the welcome sound
Of me mother saying hinny howay
I'm coming home
And i miss the old blind busker
Who stands at Fenwicks door
He plays a mean accordion
You've all seen him there before
And i love the Geordie heroes
There's so many famous names
Like Lindisfarne and Gazza
Brendan Foster and the Gateshead games
I'm coming home Newcastle
I might as well been in jail
And walk the streets all day i neet
For a bottle for a Brown Ale
I'm coming home Newcastle
If you never win the Cup again
And brave the dark at St. James's Park
At the Gallowgate end in the rain
And coming home Newcastle
You can keep your London wine
And walk the streets all day l need
For a bottle for a River Tyne
I'm coming home Newcastle
I wish I've never been away
And kiss the ground for the welcome sound
Of me mother saying hinny howay
I'm coming home Newcastle
I might as well ay been in jail
And walk the streets all day i need
For a bottle of a Brown Ale
I'm coming home Newcastle
If you never win the Cup again
How brave the dark at St. James's Park
At the Gallowgate end in the rain
I'm coming home Newcastle
You can keep your London Wine
And walk the street all day i need
'Cause i couldn't find ay job
But i don't intend to stay long
If i make a few quick bob
It's cold up there it Summer
It's like sitting inside ay fridge
But i wish I was on the Quayside
Looking at the old Tyne Bridge'
I'm coming home Newcastle
I'm might as well been in jail
And walk the streets all day i neet
For a bottle a Brown Ale
I'm coming home Newcastle
If you never win the Cup again
How brave the dark at St. James's Park
At the Gallowgate end in the rain
I'm coming home
And I'm proud to be a Geordie
And to live in Geordie land
Some people think we're bowdy
And we're hard to understand
And they say it's just self pitty
And we're not so very tough
'Cause the people in the big fat City
Haven't had it half as rough
I'm coming home Newcastle
You can keep your London wine
And walk the streets all day a neet
For a bottle in the River Tyne
I'm coming home Newcastle
I wish I've never been away
I kiss the ground for the welcome sound
Of me mother saying hinny howay
I'm coming home
And i miss the old blind busker
Who stands at Fenwicks door
He plays a mean accordion
You've all seen him there before
And i love the Geordie heroes
There's so many famous names
Like Lindisfarne and Gazza
Brendan Foster and the Gateshead games
I'm coming home Newcastle
I might as well been in jail
And walk the streets all day i neet
For a bottle for a Brown Ale
I'm coming home Newcastle
If you never win the Cup again
And brave the dark at St. James's Park
At the Gallowgate end in the rain
And coming home Newcastle
You can keep your London wine
And walk the streets all day l need
For a bottle for a River Tyne
I'm coming home Newcastle
I wish I've never been away
And kiss the ground for the welcome sound
Of me mother saying hinny howay
I'm coming home Newcastle
I might as well ay been in jail
And walk the streets all day i need
For a bottle of a Brown Ale
I'm coming home Newcastle
If you never win the Cup again
How brave the dark at St. James's Park
At the Gallowgate end in the rain
I'm coming home Newcastle
You can keep your London Wine
And walk the street all day i need
Credits
Writer(s): Ronnie Lambert
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