Lyrics:

Hull

Sittin' in a sleazy snack-bar snuckin' sickly sausage rolls
Slippin' down slowly, slippin' down sideways, think I'll sign off the dole

'Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine

Could a copper catch a crooked coffin maker, could a copper comprehend ?
That a crooked coffin maker is just an undertaker who undertakes to be a friend ?

And the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine

Tell it to tomorrow, today will take it's time to, tell you what tonight will bring
Presently we'll have a pint or two together, everybody do their thing

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'Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine

The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine

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