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Newcastle Brown Ale

  • (Stan Arnott)

    A hundred yards, a hundred yards
    A hundred yards, a hundred yards
    And I'm one hundred yards away from home

    I've been out on the town, care of Newcastle Brown
    And I don't think I'll get home this a-way
    This a-way
    The pub door is shut tight, I'm alone here in the night
    And I'm one hundred yards away from home

    I can't shout, speak or stutter as I lie here in the gutter
    And the last bus flashes by over my tie
    Over my tie
    My foot's stuck down a drain and it's coming on to rain
    And I'm one hundred yards away from home

    I bet I look superb with my head propped on the kerb
    I can see my home in the flash of a neon light
    That split the night
    Now I hear the steady beat of a policeman's hobnailed feet
    And I'm one hundred yards away from home

    So in this prison cell I lie with tyre-marks on my tie
    Take a heed, young man, wherever you may roam
    You may roam
    If you think you're the wild rover make sure you don't fall over
    When you're one hundred yards away from home

    (as sung by Hamish Imlach)

    Tune: Five Hundred Miles

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