Come drive me down to the central station

I hate to leave my river Tyne

For some damn town that's God-forsaken

Fare thee well, Northumberland Although I'll go where the lady takes me

She'll never tell what's in her hand

I do not know what fate awaits me

Fare thee well, Northumberland My heart beats for my streets and alley

Longs to dwell in the borderlands

The North-East shore and the river valleys

Fare thee well Northumberland I may not stay, I'm bound for leaving

I'm bound to ramble and to roam

I only say my heart is grieving

I would not gamble on my coming home Roll on, Geordie boy, roll

Roll on, Geordie boy, roll

Roll on, Geordie boy, roll

Roll on, Geordie boy, roll So drive me down to the central station

I hate to leave my river Tyne

For some damn town that's God-forsaken

Goodbye old friend of mine Although I'll go where the lady takes me

She'll never tell what's in her hand

I do not know what fate awaits me

Fare thee well, Northumberland So roll on, Geordie boy, roll

Roll on, Geordie boy, roll

Roll on, Geordie boy, roll

Roll on, Geordie boy, roll