‘I hae ele’en bairns i the wast,
I wait the’re a’ to Geordie;
I’d see them a’ streekit afore mine eyes
Afore I lose my Geordie.
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‘I hae ele’en bairns i the wast,
The twalt bears up my body;
The youngest’s on his nurse’s knee,
An he never saw his dadie.
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