Saw yo that lass wi' her wicked een? That's awr Annie. Shoo's th' pet o'th' haase, we call her 'queen,' Shoo's th' bonniest wench wor ivver seen; Shoo laffs an frolics all th' day throo, -...
Her ladyship's getten a babby, - An they're makkin a famous to do, - They say, - Providence treated her shabby - Shoo wor fairly entitled to two. But judgin bi th' fuss an rejoicin,...
Beautiful babby! Beautiful lad! Pride o' thi mother and joy o' thi dad! Full ov sly tricks an sweet winnin ways; - Two cherry lips whear a smile ivver plays; Two little een ov heavenly blue, -...
"Awst nivver be jaylus, net aw!" Sed Nancy to th' love ov her heart, "Aw couldn't, lad, if awd to try, For aw know varry weel what tha art. Aw could trust thee to th' world's farthest point,...
Why the dickens do some fowk keep thrustin, As if th' world hadn't raam for us all? Wi consarn an consait they're fair brustin, One ud think th' heavens likely to fall....
Bless all them bonny lasses, I' Yorksher born an bred! Ther beauty nooan surpasses, Complete i'th' heart an th' heead. An th' lads, - tho aw've seen monny lands, Ther equal aw ne'er met;...
Aw wander'd aght one summer's morn, Across a meadow newly shorn; Th' sun wor shinin breet and clear, An fragrant scents rose up i'th' air, An all wor still. When, as my steps wor idly rovin,...
She may be dark or may be fair, If beauty she possesses; But she must have abundant hair - I doat on flowing tresses. Her skin must be clear, soft and white Her cheeks with health's tints glowing,...
Backward turn, oh! recollection! Far, far back to childhoods' days; To those treasures of affection, 'Round which loving memory plays Show to me the loving faces Of my parents, now no more, -...
Some fowk ivverlastinly grummel, At th' world an at th' fowk ther is in it; If across owt 'at's pleasant they stummel, They try to pick faults in a minnit.
Bide thi time! it's sure to come, Tho' it may seem tardy, - Thine's a better fate nor some: If tha's but a humble home, Yet thart strong an hardy; Then cheer up an ne'er repine,...
Young Billy Bumble bowt a pig, Soa aw've heeard th' neighbors say; An monny a mile he had to trig One sweltin' summer day; But Billy didn't care a fig, He sed he'd mak it pay;...
As aw hurried throo th' taan to mi wark, (Aw wur lat, for all th' whistles had gooan,) Aw happen'd to hear a remark, 'At ud fotch tears throo th' heart ov a stooan - It wur raanin, an' snawin, and cowd,...
As aw hurried throo th' taan to mi wark, (Aw wur lat, for all th' whistles had gooan,) Aw happen'd to hear a remark, At ud fotch tears throo th' heart ov a stooan. - It wur raanin, an snawin, an cowd,...
O, the lasses, the lasses, God bless 'em! His heart must be hard as a stooan 'At could willingly goa an distress 'em, For withaat 'em man's lot 'ud be looan.
Bonny little Blue-bells Mid young brackens green, 'Neath the hedgerows peeping Modestly between; Telling us that Summer Is not far away, When your beauties blend with Blossoms of the May....
When but a little toddlin thing, I'th' heather sweet shoo'd play, An like a fay on truant wing, Shoo'd rammel far away; An even butterflees wod come Her lovely face to scan,...
Bonny Yorksher! how aw love thi! Hard an rugged tho' thi face is; Ther's an honest air abaat thi, Aw ne'er find i' other places. Ther's a music i' thi lingo, Spreeads a charm o'er hill an valley,...
Sin Leeds wor a city it puts on grand airs, An aw've noa wish to bother wi' others' affairs; 'At they've mich to be praad on aw freely admit, But aw think thier's some things they mud alter a bit....