The Pitman's Courtship is a famous Geordie folk song written in the 19th century by William Mitford, in a style deriving from music hall.
Last hoppen' thou wun up my fancy, Wi' thy fine silken jacket o' blue; An' smash, if thor Newcassel lyedies Cud marrow the corls o' thi broo; That day aw whiles danc'd wi' lang Nancy She cuddent like thoo lift hor heel; Ma grandy lik'd spice singin' hinnies, Maw comely, aw like thoo as weel.
Tha' knaas, ivvor since we wor little Thegither we've rang'd through the woods, At neet hand in hand toddled hyem, Varry oft wi' howl kites an' torn duds; But noo we can taak aboot marridge, An' lang sair for wor weddin' day; When married thoo's keep a bit shop An' sell things iv a huikstery way.
Awse help thoo te tie up thi shuggar, At neets, when fra wark aw get lowse, An' wor Dick 'at leeves ower High Whickham, He'll myek us broom buzzoms for nowse.
Sae, noo for Tim Bodkin awse send, Te darn me silk breeks at the knee, Thoo thy ruffles an' frills mun get ready Next Whissunday married we'll be.