Letras
Cannily, cannily, my lal bairnikie
Divn't tha cry, my lal pet
Whisht at thy greetin'
Your daddy is sleeping
It's not time to waken him yet
Soon he'll be gan thro' the shed for his engine
Soon he'll be driving his train through the night
Working for pennies for you, my lal treasure
So had the noise, hinnie, your daddy sleeps light
When tha art grown tha shalt have tha own engine
The fastest that ever was seen on the line
And aal o' wor neighbours will point to my Johnnie
And knaa he's the king o' the North Eastern Line