As I came thro' Sandgate, Thro' Sandgate, thro' Sandgate, As I came thro' Sandgate, I heard a lassie sing: 'O, weel may the keel row, The keel row, the keel row, O weel may the keel row That my laddie's in.' 'O wha's like my Johnnie, Sae leish, sae blithe, sae bonnie? He's foremost 'mang the mony Keel lads o' coaly Tyne; He'll set or row sae tightly Or, in the dance sae sprightly, He'll cut and shuffle slightly, 'Tis true, were he nae mine.' 'He wears a blue bonnet, Blue bonnet, blue bonnet, He wears a blue bonnet A dimple in his chin. And weel may the keel row, The keel row, the keel row, And weel may the keel row That my laddie's in.'