Part 3 — SONG.

There was five wives at Acomb, And five wives at Wa’, And five wives at Fallowfield, That’s fifteen o’ them a’. They’ve druken ale and brandy, ’Till they are all fu’; And I cannot get home to My Eppie I trow, My Eppie I trow, My Eppie I trow, And I cannot get home to My Eppie I trow. The Tyne water’s se deep, that I cannot wade through; And I’ve no horse to ride to My Eppie I trow, My Eppie I trow, My Eppie I trow, And I’ve no horse to ride to My Eppie I trow. In Tyne I hev not a boat, Nor yet cou’d I row, Across the deep water to My Eppie I trow, My Eppie I trow, My Eppie I trow, And I’ve no horse to ride to My Eppie I trow.