Catch a bright star and a place it on your forehead
Say a few spells and baby, there you go
Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder
And in the morning you'll know all you know, oh
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tattooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe you can't go wrong.”
Our first stop is Seaton Sluice
Before we’ve even got loose
With Delaval cash
They built something flash
A deep-cut that is still in use
Blyth is Northumbria to a fault
Built on fish, coal and salt
But draw Spartans away
In the Cup of F.A.
And your season could come to a halt
Newbiggin for coffee, they said
My word I could do with some shade
Woodhorn we ignore
I’ve been there before
Worth the time and every penny I paid
The museum shows the colliery of old
Tells of tragedy that would soon unfold
Then there’s the Ashington Group
On who’s work you can snoop
“Just paint” was all the pitmen were told
Soon we’re in Druridge Bay
Memories flooding back on the way
Claire met an old timer
A sailor and miner
Same life story on two different days
In Warkworth, Henry Percy was born
As Harry Hotspur, the King he did scorn
And much to his cost
At Shrewsbury he lost
So his head from his shoulders was torn
At the castle T&S opt to pay
To see the full story displayed
P&I make tracks
Plan to take tea & relax
Till Pete bursts a tyre on the way
Alnwick castle can still amaze
And it’s certainly seen much worse days
The Percys long used it
Oliver Cromwell abused it
And we saw it in the Harry Potter phase
Marc Bolan is sadly long gone
I’ve had his old earworm since dawn
No wicker man at Beltane
No druids with henbane
But we’re staying in Alnwick’s White Swan.