Fareweel Regality

	And now it's time to say fareweel
	And though I hope that we may meet again
	And all things may be reet again
	We've lived and spent the day
	And so we'll cry fareweel regality
	And cry fareweel to liberty
	To honest friends' civility
	To winter's frost and fire
	And there's naught that I can bid you
	But that peace and love gan with you
	Never mind wherever call the fates
	Away from Hexhamshire
	And what is time that flies so fleet
	But just a bird that flies on merry wings
	And lights us down in happy springs
	When winter's need is past
	And so we'll cry fareweel...
	Aye but the curlew sings her sang
	And winds her sorrows down the Rowley Burn
	And drear as winds the hunter's horn
	The call is all fareweel
	And so we'll cry fareweel...
	And as I set the mossy stones
	And do me bits of jobs and gap the dykes
	I hear the whispers down the sykes
	Fareweel they sigh, fareweel
	And so we'll cry fareweel...
	Do I remember? Do I dream?
	And did we rightly meet by Viewly Side?
	For all this and much more beside
	Has got me sore beguiled
	And so we'll cry fareweel...
	And on some golden autumn morn
	Or when July is hazing Dipton Slopes
	By Whitley Mill or Westburnhope
	We'll live and spend the day
	And so we'll cry fareweel...
	And so we'll cry fareweel...