A Thundering Sort of a Lie

 
Performed by:
Jim Eldon
Recorded in:
York
Recorded on:
15/09/2007
Recorded by:
Mark Ellison
Genre:
Humour
Keywords:
Fishing
 

Archival information

TYG:
20
Key:
A
Time Signature:
6/8
Roud id:
0
Laws id:
Master title:
A Thundering Sort of a Lie
Places Cited:
Danes Dyke,
Bridlington,
Filey Brigg,
Flamborough,
Thornwick Scar

Lyrics

1
When I was a toiler on the deep we hadn't been gangin' far,
When I heard old Aaron shouting out, 'There's a trawler on Thornwick Scar.

Chorus
It's a lie, lt's a lie, it's a thundering sort of a lie.

2
So we ratched 'er over ti norrard, we're all gettin' beastly wet,  (Changed course to northward)
I heard old Walker shouting out, 'Come here, we've riven our net.'  (we've torn our net)

3
As we were approaching Filey Brigg we're having some very bad weather,
I heard old Brassy shouting out, 'Come here, we've brussen a blether.' (Burst a bladder/net float)

4
As we came into North Sea a gale of wind and rain, (North Sea Landing at Flamborough)
I heard old Vicky Bayes shouting out, 'Thoo's missed the four-o-clock train.'

5
We passed 'Sea Jay' at Danes Dyke, Neil Newby's on Bridlington Quay,
He's shouting, 'Bring her back, Frank, Ah's getten another three.' (Three more trippers/anglers)

6
As I was going up Stottlebink I met old Jossy Pop,
He said, 'If I can't walk up to pub then I shall have to hop.'

7
There's 'Rachael K' at back o' booey (buoy) , she's loaded ti gunnels wi' fillet;
I heard Pete Firth shouting out, 'We've nowt but a couple o' billet.' (local term for a type of cod)

8
Now Flamborough lads can't land any cod, the quotas are causin' them grief,
But Brid lads they're all smilin' now since Rollo's landin' beef.

9
When I was a toiler on the deep we hadn't been gangin' far,
When I heard old Aaron shouting out, 'There's a trawler on Thornwick Scar.'

Recorded for The Yorkshire Garland Group by Mark Ellison at The National Centre for Early Music, York, 15th September 2007.