T’was during the Middle Ages,that a young member of the Lambton family was fishing one Sunday even though there were warnings that it was unlucky. On this day he caught nothing but a worm and in frustration, threw it into the well.
Years later, while young Lambton was away fighting in the Crusades, the worm emerged from the well, a huge and ferocious beast. It devastated the land killing all in its path and continued to grow, coiling its massive body around the hillsides.
On his return from the Holy Land, the brave young Lambton sought help from a witch on how best to slay the beast, but he was told that if he killed the creature, he would have to slay the very next living thing he met.
The worm was killed but sadly, it was Lambton’s father who passed by, and the young crusader, unable to murder him, reneged on his promise to the witch and condemned his family to a curse of untimely deaths that continued for nine generations.
The Famous Lambton Worm Song
One Sunday morn young Lambton
went a-fishin’ in the Wear;
An’ catched a fish upon his huek,
He thowt leuk’t varry queer,
But whatt’n a kind a fish it was
Young Lambton couldn’t tell.
He waddn’t fash to carry it hyem,
So he hoyed it in a well.
Chorus
Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs,
Aa’ll tell ye aall and aaful story,
Whisht! lads, haad yor gobs,
An’ Aal tell ye ’bout the worm.
Noo Lambton felt inclined to gan
An’ fight in foreign wars.
He joined a troop o’ Knights that cared
For neither wounds nor scars,
An’ off he went to Palestine
Where queer things him befel,
An’ varry seun forgot aboot
The queer worm i’ the well.
Chorus
But the worm got fat an’ growed an’ growed,
An’ growed an aaful size;
He’d greet big teeth, a greet big gob,
An’ greet big goggle eyes.
An’ when at neets he craaled aboot
To pick up bits o’news,
If he felt dry upon the road,
He milked a dozen coos.
Chorus
This feorful worm wad often feed
On calves an’ lambs an’ sheep,
An’ swally little bairns alive
When they laid doon to sleep.
An’ when he’d eaten aal he cud
An’ he had has he’s fill,
He craaled away an’ lapped his tail
Seven times roond Pensher Hill.
Chorus
The news of this most aaful worm
An’ his queer gannins on
Seun crossed the seas, gat to the ears
Of brave an’ bowld Sir John.
So hyem he cam an’ catched the beast
An’ cut ‘im in three halves,
An’ that seun stopped he’s eatin’ bairns,
An’ sheep an’ lambs and calves.
Chorus
So noo ye knaa hoo aall the folks
On byeth sides of the Wear
Lost lots o’ sheep an’ lots o’ sleep
An’ lived in mortal feor.
So let’s hev one to brave Sir John
That kept the bairns frae harm
Saved coos an’ calves by myekin’ haalves
O’ the famis Lambton Worm
Chorus
Noo lads, Aa’ll haad me gob,
That’s aall Aa knaa aboot the story
Of Sir John’s clivvor job
Wi’ the aaful Lambton Worm