We had no way of staying afloat
We had to leave on the ferry boat
Economic refugees
On the run to germany
We had the black of maggie's hand
Times were tough in geordieland
We got wor tools and working gear
And humped it all from newcastle to here
(Refrain)
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man(x2)
We're the nomad tribes, travelling boys
In the dust and dirth and the racket and the noise
Drills and hammers, diggers and picks
Mixing concrete, laying bricks
There's english,irish,scots,the lot
United nation's whatt weve got
Brickies,chipies,every trade
German building,british-made
(Refrain)
Nae more work on maggies farm
Hadaday down the autobahn
Mine's a portcabin red
Or a bunk in a nissen hut insetead
There's plenty deutshmarks here to earn
And german tarts are underschoen
German beer is chemical-free
Germany's albert with me
Sometimes i miss my river tyne but you're my pretty fraulien
Tonight well drink the old town dry
Keep wor spirit levels high
(Refrain)
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