Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

POEM OF THE DAY; the Angel of the North

Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

POEM OF THE DAY; the Angel of the North

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I was sittin one night by the purly gates when Peter said to me Aa'v hurd ya uncle's a Geordie and aa've got a job for yee He says Gabriel you're just the lad to set the North alight We're beaming you doon to Gateshead and you start on Saturday night Coz aa'm the Gateshead Angel To Geordieland aa've come To fill the place with heavenly grace And add a touch of fun Now aa landed safely on mee throne just by the A1M And as soon as aa felt that cold north wind, well aa knew aa was yhem again Aa watched the cars and buses gan by, and the lights across the Tyne And aa knew deep doon in mee inner heart aa'd be here for a lang lang time Coz aa'm the Gateshead Angel To Geordieland aa've come To fill the place with heavenly grace And add a touch of fun Aa stand up there wi mee wings outstretched and aa watch the gannins on The bus trips come from miles aroond to see mee on mee throne And when they've aal gone yhem at neet, and the atmosphere is calm Aa have me supper with brave Sur John and his famous Lambton worm Coz aa'm the Gateshead Angel To Geordieland aa've come To fill the place with heavenly grace And add a touch of fun So if you come to Geordieland by land or sea or air Aa'm here to welcome everyone nee matter what time of year And when mee contract's ower and heaven aa gan ti dwell When aa get back to paradise, aal have a canny tale to tell Coz aa'm the Gateshead Angel To Geordieland aa've come To fill the place with heavenly grace And add a touch of fun JOE MILLER, Newcastle

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