Oh Berwick for me,
Oh Berwick for me,
Sits like a jewel down by the sea,
The pride o’ the North,
So ancient and braw,
Frae the Tyne to the Tweed the best of them all.
Now Berwick’s tradition is ancient and long,
Come sit you a while and I’ll sing you my song,
Every Bounds Day when it comes around,
It’s up on horseback and Riding the Bounds.
Lyrics of Oh Berwick for me
