Well done, my lad! We’ve hit ’im hard,
He’ll niver git ashore,
For I knaw his head will ake to-day
And ’twill be very sore.
Chorus.
For the Halls tha are upon the look out,
Tha love to see a seäl,
An when tha git well in my boys
He’s bound to taäste a meäl.
Seals are more common on this coast than one would think. Only this autumn, 1913, great complaints have been made by the fishermen of the destruction of soles, etc., in the ‘Wash’ by the increased number of these unwelcome visitors.