So off we rattled,
An’ jigg’d it up se hearty-o?
Wi’ monny a shiver,
An’ lowp se clever,
Can Newcassel turn out sec a party-o?
When, wheit dyun ower, the fidlers went,
We stagger’d a hint see merry-o:
An’ thro’ wour town, till fairly spent,
Roar’d—Crowley’s Crew an’ Glory-o!