WALKER PITS.

Tune—Off she goes.

If I had another penny,

I would have another gill;

I would make the fidlers play

The Bonny Lads of Byker Hill.

Byker Hill and Walker Shore,

Collery lads for ever more;

Byker Hill and Walker Shore,

Collery lads for ever more.

When I cam to Walker wark,

I had ne coat nor ne pit sark;

But now aw’ve getten twe or three,

Walker pit’s deun weel for me.

Byker Hill and Walker shore,

Collery lads for ever more;

Byker Hill and Walker Shore,

Collery lads for ever more.