THE KEEL ROW

As I came thro' Sandgate, Thro' Sandgate, thro' Sandgate, As I came thro' Sandgate I heard a lassie sing, O weel may the keel row, The keel row, the keel row, O weel may the keel row, That my laddie's in. O wha's like my Johnny, Sae leith, sae blythe, sae bonny? He's foremost among the mony Keel lads o' coaly Tyne: He'll set and row so tightly, Or in the dance—so sprightly— He'll cut and shuffle sightly; 'Tis true,—were he not mine. He wears a blue bonnet, Blue bonnet, blue bonnet; He wears a blue bonnet,— And a dimple in his chin: And weel may the keel row, The keel row, the keel row; And weel may the keel row, That my laddie's in.