Fare Thee Well Northumberland - Mark Knopfler

Come drive me down to the central station

I hate to leave my river Tyne

For some dawn 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 dawn 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