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MY lad he is a Collier Lad	A
And ere the lark awakes	B
He's up and away to spend the day	C
Where daylight never breaks	B
But when at last the day has pass'd	D
Clean washed and cleanly clad	A
He courts his Nell who loveth well	E
Her handsome Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match in smoky Shields	B
Newcastle never had	A
A lad more tight nor trim nor bright	F
Than is my Collier Lad	A
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Tho' doomed to labour under ground	G
A merry lad is he	H
And when a holiday comes round	G
He'll spend that day in glee	H
He'll tell his tale o'er a pint of ale	I
And crack his joke and bad	A
Must be the heart who loveth not	J
To hear the Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match etc	K
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At bowling matches on the green	L
He ever takes the lead	M
For none can swing his arm and fling	N
With such a pith and speed	O
His bowl is seen to skim the green	L
And bound as if right glad	A
To hear the cry of victory	H
Salute the Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match etc	K
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When 'gainst the wall they play the ball	P
He's never known to lag	Q
But up and down he gars it bowne	R
Till all his rivals fag	Q
When deftly lo he strikes a blow	S
Which gars them all look sad	A
And wonder how it came to pass	B
They play'd the Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match etc	K
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The quoits are out the hobs are fix'd	T
The first round quoit he flings	B
Enrings the hob and lo the next	U
The hob again unrings	B
And thus he'll play a summer day	C
The theme of those who gad	A
And youngsters shrink to bet their brass	B
Against the Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match etc	K
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When in the dance he doth advance	B
The rest all sigh to see	B
How he can spring and kick his heels	B
When they a wearied be	B
Your one two three with either knee	B
He'll beat and then glee mad	A
A heel o'er head leap crowns the dance	B
Danced by the Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match etc	K
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Besides a will and pith and skill	V
My laddie owns a heart	W
That never once would suffer him	X
To act a cruel part	W
That to the poor would ope the door	Y
To share the last he had	A
And many a secret blessing's pour'd	Z
Upon my Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match etc	K
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He seldom goes to church I own	R
And when he does why then	A2
He with a leer will sit and hear	B2
And doubt the holy men	A2
This very much annoys my heart	W
But soon as we are wed	M
To please the priest I'll do my best	C2
To tame my Collier Lad	A
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Chorus There's not his match etc	K

Joseph Skipsey

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