Cushie Butterfield

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[Verse 1]
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I'm a broken-hearted keel-man whats ower heed in love
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With a big lass from Gateshead and I call her my dove
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Her name's Cushie Butterfield and she sells yellow clay
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And her cousin's a muck-man and 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 blanket burnt through
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And her breath of a morning would knock out a coo
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And when I hear her shoutin', Will ye buy any clay
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Like a candyman's trumpet, steals 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 when the fresh herring comes in
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She's like a bag full of sawdust tied roon' with a string
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She wears big galoshes, and her stockin's once was white
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And her bedgoon it's lilac and her 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 started to laugh
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Noo, none of your monkey tricks for I take no such chaff
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Then she started a-bubbling and she roared like a bull
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And the lads on the Quay says I's 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 to work every day
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And when he comes home at nigh he'll have to gan and seek clay
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And when he's away seekin' it I'll make balls and sing
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Oh well may the keel row that my 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
    C             D7
And she likes her beer
         G               Am
And they call her Cushie Butterfield
      D            G
And I wish she was here