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Sunderland v Newcastle. Me grandad’s story
by Celia Bryce

 

It gans wey back, befower they got
themselves a pitch an’ painted lines
an’ strips an’ nets, an’ baals med oot
iv lither, lass. So aalways mind
it gans back ti the Civil Waar.
Ye had supporters clubs an aal-
sixteen hundred and fowerty fower
but it was nivvor aboot a baal

I might be wrang aboot the dates
But fynd it in yer history beuk
Roondheeds against yer Royil mates
I dain’t knaa why, but tek a leuk
That’s weor it starts, our Civil Waar
Newcassel, Sundylind and aal
You might read up what’s written theor
An’ it was nivvor aboot a baal

Yi see, it aal gans back ti coal
and shipping oot from rivers heor
it’s not just fish that comes in shoals
with aal them mines roond Tyne and Wear
Newcassel lads, should hev (they thowt)
the biggest share of trade an’ aal
and got the King ti write a note
See, it was nivvor aboot a baal.

So when the Roondheeds came aal hot
From Parlymint to fyte the King
And teamed up with the fiery Scot
Ye’ll guess who joined them – Sunderlind.
Newcassel lads were Royil mates
yer history beuk will tell it aal
as bliddy a waar as knawn ti date
It was nivvor aboot a baal

So when yer Stadium of Light
Is thunderous with fighting men
And when St James’s Park is right
For battling at yer season’s end
Remember Roondheeds, Royil mates
And Civil Waar an battle caals
With both sides fighting desperate
It was nivvor aboot a baal.

 

 

Sunderland v Newcastle. Me grandad’s story (translation)
by Celia Bryce


It goes way back, before they got
themselves a pitch and painted lines
and strips and nets, and balls made out
of leather, lass. So always mind
it goes back to the Civil War.
You had supporters clubs an all,
sixteen hundred and forty four,
but it was never about a ball

I might be wrong about the dates
But find it in your history book
Roundheads against your Royal mates
I don’t know why, but take a look
That’s where it starts, our Civil War
Newcastle, Sunderland and all.
You might read up what’s written there
And it was never about a ball

You see, it all goes back to coal
and shipping out from rivers here
it’s not just fish that comes in shoals
with all those mines round Tyne and Wear
Newcastle lads, should have (they thought)
The biggest share of trade and all
and got the King to write a note
See. It was never about a ball.

So when the Roundheads came all hot
From Parliament to fight the King
And teamed up with the fiery Scot
You’ll guess who joined them – Sunderland.
Newcastle lads were Royal mates
your history book will tell it all
as bloody a war as known to date
It was never about a ball

So when your Stadium of Light
Is thunderous with fighting men
And when St James’s Park is right
For battling at your season’s end
Remember Roundheads, Royal mates
And Civil War and battle calls
With both sides fighting, desperate
It was never about a ball.