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| One Sunda morn young Lambton went | |
| A-fishing in the Wear; | |
| An' catched a fish upon he's heuk | (his hook) |
| He thowt leuk't vary queer. | (thought looked) |
| But whatt'n a kind ov fish it was | |
| Young Lambton cudden't tell- | |
| He waddn't fash te carry'd hyem, | (could not be bothered to carry it home) |
| So he hoyed it doon a well | (threw it down) |
| Yer bugger | |
Chorus
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| Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, | (Listen! be quiet, hold your mouths) |
| Aa'll tell ye aall an aaful story, | (I'll tell you all an awful) |
| Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, | |
| An' Aa'll tel ye 'boot the worm. | (about) |
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| Noo Lambton felt inclined te gan | (to...go) |
| An' fight i' foreign wars. | |
| He joined a troop ov Knights that cared | |
| For nowther woonds nor scars, | (neither wounds) |
| An' off he went te Palestine | |
| Where queer things him befel, | |
| An varry seun forgat aboot | (very soon forgot about) |
| The queer worm i' tha well. | |
| Yer bugger | |
Chorus
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| But the worm got fat an' grewed an' grewed, | (grew and grew) |
| An' grewed an aaful size; | |
| He'd greet big teeth, a greet big gob, | (mouth) |
| An greet big goggly eyes. | |
| An' when at neets he craaled aboot | (nights he crawled about) |
| Te pick up bits o' news, | |
| If he felt dry upon the road, | |
| He'd milk a dozen coos. | (cows) |
| Yer bugger | |
Chorus
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| This feorful worm would often feed | (fearful) |
| On caalves an' lambs an' sheep, | |
| An' swally little bairns alive | (swallow little children) |
| When they laid doon te sleep. | |
| An when he'd eaten aall he cud | |
| An' he had had he's fill, | |
| He craaled away an' lapped he's tail | |
| Ten times roond Pensha Hill. | (round) |
| Yer bugger | |
Chorus
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| The news ov this myest aaful worm | (most awful) |
| An' his queer gannins on | (goings on) |
| Seun crossed the seas, gat te the ears | (soon ... got to) |
| Ov brave an' bowld Sor John. | (bold) |
| So hyem he cam an' catched the beast, | (home he came and caught) |
| An' cut 'im in twe haalves, | (two) |
| An' that seun stopped hes eatin' bairns | |
| An' sheep an' lambs an' caalves. | |
| Yer bugger | |
Chorus
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| So noo ye knaa hoo aall the foaks | (now you know how all the folks) |
| On byeth sides ov the Wear | (both) |
| Lost lots o' sheep an' lots o' sleep | |
| An leeved i' mortal feor. | (lived ... fear) |
| So let's hev one te brave Sor John | (let's have a drink to brave Sir John) |
| That kept the bairns frae harm, | (children from) |
| Saved coos an' calves by myekin' haalves | (cows ... making halves) |
| O' the famis Lambton Worm. | (famous) |
| Yer bugger | |
Chorus
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| Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, | |
| Aa'll tell ye aall an aaful story, | |
| Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs, | |
| An' Aa'll tel ye 'boot the worm. | |
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