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One Sunday morn young Lambton went

A-fishing’ in the Wear;

An’ catched a fish upon he’s heuk,

He thowt leuk’t varry queer.

But whatt’n a kind of fish it was

Young Lambton cuddent tell.

He waddn’t fash te carry’d hyem,

So he hoyed it doon a well.

chorus:

Whisht! Lads, haad yor gobs,

An Aa’ll tell ye’s aall an aaful story

Whisht! Lads, haad yor gobs,

An’ Aa’ll tell ye ‘boot the worm.
 
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alicante mackem said:
One Sunday morn young Lambton went

A-fishing’ in the Wear;

An’ catched a fish upon he’s heuk,

He thowt leuk’t varry queer.

But whatt’n a kind of fish it was

Young Lambton cuddent tell.

He waddn’t fash te carry’d hyem,

So he hoyed it doon a well.

chorus:

Whisht! Lads, haad yor gobs,

An Aa’ll tell ye’s aall an aaful story

Whisht! Lads, haad yor gobs,

An’ Aa’ll tell ye ‘boot the worm.
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Didn’t it grow an arful size?
 
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