Oh Teesside, oh Teesside, take me back home

Where the River sweeps down to the sea

And history reverberates wherever I roam

From the high Cleveland hills to the quay 

Where the hearts are all steel and sinew ironstone

And echoes of workers reside

Where the people are hardened right through to their bone

And as powerful and strong as the tide 

Oh, Teesside, sweet Teesside, I still hear the call

And have done since my Teesside birth

Oh, the hills, oh that valley, the people, the sprawl

And the wonderful, Erimus earth 

John Regan, 2026.