Cushie Butterfield

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[Verse 1]
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I'm a broken-hearted keel-man 
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whats ower heed in love
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With a big lass from Gateshead and 
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I call her my dove
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Her name's Cushie Butterfield and 
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she sells yellow clay
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And her cousin's a muck-man and 
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they call him Tom Grey


[Chorus]
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She's a.... big lass and a bonny 
lass
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And she likes her beer
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And they call her Cushie Butterfield
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And I wish she was here


[Verse 2]
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Her eyes is like two holes in a 
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blanket burnt through
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And her breath of a morning would 
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knock out a coo
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And when I hear her shoutin', Will 
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ye buy any clay
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Like a candyman's trumpet, steals 
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my young heart away


[Chorus]
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She's a.... big lass and a bonny 
lass
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And she likes her beer
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And they call her Cushie Butterfield
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And I wish she was here


[Verse 3]
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You'll oft see her doon Sandgate 
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when the fresh herring comes in
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She's like a bag full of sawdust 
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tied roon' with a string
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She wears big galoshes, and her 
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stockin's once was white
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And her bedgoon it's lilac and her
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 hat's never straight


[Chorus]
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She's a.... big lass and a bonny 
lass
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And she likes her beer
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And they call her Cushie Butterfield
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And I wish she was here


[Verse 4]
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When I axed her to marry us she 
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started to laugh
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Noo, none of your monkey tricks for
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 I take no such chaff
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Then she started a-bubbling and she
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 roared like a bull
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And the lads on the Quay says I's 
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nowt but a fool

[Chorus]
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She's a.... big lass and a bonny 
lass
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And she likes her beer
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And they call her Cushie Butterfield
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And I wish she was here

[Verse 5]
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She says, The lad that gets us has
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 to work every day
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And when he comes home at nigh 
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he'll have to gan and seek clay
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And when he's away seekin' it I'll 
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make balls and sing
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Oh well may the keel row that my 
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laddie's in


[Chorus]
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She's a.... big lass and a bonny 
lass
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And she likes her beer
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And they call her Cushie Butterfield
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And I wish she was here

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She's a.... big lass and a bonny 
lass
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And she likes her beer
         G               Am
And they call her Cushie Butterfield
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And I wish she was here