Busker (Ronnie Lambert) - Coming home newcastle

^AmAh had te come te ^GLondon, Coz ah ^Amcouldn't find ay ^Gjob, But ah ^Amdon't intend te ^Gstay long, If ah ^Ammake ay few quick ^Dbob It's ^Amcold up there in ^GSummer, It's like ^Amsitting inside ay ^Gfridge, But ah ^Amwish ah was on the ^GQuayside, ^AmLooking at the owld Tyne ^DBridge'

Ahm coming ^Ghome New^Amcastle, Ah ^Cmight as well ay been in ^Djail, Ahd ^Cwalk the streets al ^Gday al neet, For ay ^Ambottle ay ye own Brown ^DAle, Ahm coming ^Ghome Newc^Amastle, If ye ^Cnever win the Cup ^Dagain, Ahl ^Cbrave the dark at St. ^GJames's Park, At the ^AmGallowgate End in the ^Drain, Ahm coming ^Ghome... C Am D G Am C D

And ahm ^Amproud te be ay ^GGeordie, And te ^Amlive in Geordie ^Gland, Some ^Ampeople think wi ^Gbowdy, And wi^Am hard te unders^Dtand, And they ^Amsay it's just self ^Gpitty, And wi ^Amnot so very ^Gtough, Coz the ^Ampeople in the big fat ^GCity, Haven't ^Amhad it half as ^Drough,

Ahm coming ^Ghome Newc^Amastle, Ye can ^Ckeep ye London ^Dwine, Ahd ^Cwalk the streets al ^Gday al neet, For ^Amay bottle ay the River ^DTyne, Ahm coming ^Ghome Newc^Amastle, Ah ^Cwish ahd never been ^Daway Ahd ^Ckiss the ground for the ^Gwelcome sound, Of me ^Ammother saying hinny h^Doway, Ahm coming ^Ghome... C Am D G Am C D

And ah ^Ammiss the auld blind ^Gbusker, Who ^Amstands at Fenwicks ^Gdoor, He ^Amplays ay mean ac^Gcordion, Ye've arl ^Amseen him there ^Dbefore And ah ^Amlove the Geordie ^Gheroes, There's so ^Ammany famous ^Gnames, Like ^AmLindisfarne and ^GGazza, Brendan ^AmFoster and the Gateshead ^Dgames

Ahm coming ^Ghome New^Amcastle, Ah ^Cmight as well ay been in ^Djail, Ahd ^Cwalk the streets al ^Gday al neet, For ay ^Ambottle ay ye own Brown ^DAle, Ahm coming ^Ghome New^Amcastle, If ye ^Cnever win the Cup ^Dagain, Ahl ^Cbrave the dark at St. ^GJames's Park, At the ^AmGallowgate End in the ^Drain

Ahm coming ^Ghome New^Amcastle, Ye can ^Ckeep ye London ^Dwine, Ahd ^Cwalk the streets al ^Gday al neet, For ay ^Ambottle ay the River ^DTyne, Ahm coming ^Ghome Newc^Amastle, Ah ^Cwish ahd never been ^Daway, Ahd ^Ckiss the ground for the ^Gwelcome sound, Of me ^Ammother saying hinny ho^Dway

Ahm coming ^Ghome New^Amcastle, Ah ^Cmight as well ay been in ^Djail, Ahd ^Cwalk the streets al ^Gday al neet, For ay ^Ambottle ay ye own Brown ^DAle, Ahm coming ^Ghome Newc^Amastle, If ye^C never win the Cup ^Dagain, Ahl ^Cbrave the dark at St. ^GJames's Park, At the ^AmGallowgate End in the ^Drain, Ahm coming ^Ghome...