The Great North Special - Callithump Parade Lyrics

A sight that must be seen
The tallest kind of noise
Come all you who are free And raise your voice
A grand imposing treat
A raucous serenade
Come blow the long tin horn
In the callithump parade

When you hear the birdshot blast
Come spill into the street
Beat the kettle drum
And blow your whistle sweet
To all who make a sound
Pull all these houses down
All manner on display
In the callithump parade

They say, "It's a ball!"
Rattle band marching carnival
A spree comes blowing through your town
A jubilee for all who hang around

When you hear the birdshot blast
Come spill into the street
Beat the kettle drum
And blow your whistle sweet
To all who make a sound
Pull all these house down

They say, "It's a ball!"
Rattle band marching carnival
A spree comes blowing through your town
A jubilee for all who hang around
Hang around