The Wind That Blows From Jarrow
1.My granda’ was a shipyard worker on the bonny banks of Tyne Who in the Great Depression joined the unemployment line He was in that queue of workers for nigh-on fifteen years As the wind that blows from Jarrow whispered softly in his ears Chorus: Oh,The wind, the wind, the North-East wind It chills you to the bone But if you stand against it You will never stand alone 2.My father joined the Civil Service…