The Newlands School Song

I found the Newland's School song on Russell W Barnes' excellent web site (http://www.users.globalnet.co.uk/~rwbarnes/workgton/newlands.htm)
He has an aerial photograph in Flikr's Workington pool, which contains over 500 photographs of the town.


The Newlands School Song

On northern shores by grey seas washed;
A wild sky greyer yet,
Afar the lakeland mountains rise
And here our school is set.
Long years upon her wind-swept hill,
She gathers to her hall,
Sons of a warlike border race
Who come to learning's call.

Keep we the courage of our sires
The strong heart of our steel,
Yet walk in ways of gentleness,
In faith and honour deal.
From cowardice, from lust of gold,
From sloth and cruelty,
From narrow creeds and selfish aims
Be all thy children free.

May all who bear the Newlands name,
Who once her badge have worn,
Who here together worked and played,
Be one as brothers born.
School set upon the windy hill
By sea and mountains girt,
Ne'er we vow by deed of ours
Shall thy fair name be hurt.

Source: Russell thanks Jeff Wilson for this copy of the song and David Mc Creedy who remembers it being sung to the tune 'The Ministrel Boy'.