DO LI A.
Sung in Newcastle about the Years 1792-3-4.
Fresh I'm come frae Sandgate-street,
Do li, do li,
My best friends here to meet,
Do li a.
Do li th' dil len dol—do li, do li,
Do li th' dil len dol—do li a.
The Black-cuffs are gawn away,
Do li, do li,
And that will be a crying day,
Do li a, &c.
Dolly Coxon's pawn'd her sark,
Do li, do li,
To ride upon the baggage-cart,
Do li a, &c.
The Green-cuffs are coming in,
Do li, do li,
An' that 'll make the lasses sing,
Do li a, &c.
A SOUTH SHIELDS SONG.
The sailors are all at the bar,
They cannot get up to Newcastle,—
The sailors are all at the bar,
They cannot get up to Newcastle.
Up with smoaky Shields,
And hey for bonny Newcastle;
Up with smoaky Shields,
And hey for bonny Newcastle.