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....
May is the month for Buttermilk! A doctor once tell'd me it wor worth a guinea a pint; he sed it licked cod liver oil, castor oil; or paraffin oil. Castor oil, he said, war varry gooid for ther bowels, cod liver oil for ther li...
As through life you journey onward Many a hill you'll have to climb; Many a rough and dang'rous pathway, You'll encounter time and time. Now and then a gleam of sunshine,...
He wor a poor hard workin lad, An shoo a workin lass, An hard they tew'd throo day to day, For varry little brass. An oft they tawk'd o'th' weddin day, An lang'd for th' happy time,...
Ye little flowrets, wild an free, Yo're welcome, aye as onny! Ther's but few seets 'at meet mi ee 'At ivver seem as bonny. Th' furst gift 'at Lizzie gave to me, Wor a bunch o' bloomin heather,...
This world's made up ov leet an shade, But some things strange aw mark; One class live all on th' sunny side, Wol others dwell i'th' dark. Wor it intended some should grooap,...
Sweet, drooping, azure tinted bells, How dear you are; Bringing the scent of shady dells, To me from far; Telling of spring and gladsome sunny hours, - Nature's bright jewels!=-heart-refreshing flowers!...
I've been sitting reviewing the past, dear wife, From the time when a toddling child, - Through my boyish days with their joys and strife, - Through my youth with its passions wild....
Mak th' best on't, - mak th' best on't, - tho' th' job be a bad en, God bless mi life! childer, its useless to freeat! This world's reight enuff, but it wod be a sad en,...
Have yo seen awr Mary's bonnet? It's a stunner, - noa mistak! Ther's a bunch o' rooasies on it, An a feather daan her back. Yollo ribbons an fine laces, An a cock-a-doodle-doo,...
Aw've travelled East, West, North, an South, An led a rooamin' life; Aw've met wi things ov stirlin' worth, Aw've shared wi joy an strife; Aw've kept a gooid stiff upper lip, Whativver's come to pass:...
Let us have a jolly spree, An wi' joy an harmonie, Let the merry moments flee, For mi love's come back. O, the days did slowly pass, When awd lost mi little lass, But nah we'll have a glass,...
This world is net a paradise, Tho' railly aw dooant see, What fowk should growl soa mich abaat; - Its gooid enuff for me. It's th' only world aw've ivver known, An them 'at grummel soa,...
On Calder's green banks I stroll sadly and lonely, The flowers are blooming, the birds singing sweet, The river's low murmur seems whispering only, The name of the laddie I came here to meet....
A'a! it's grand to ha plenty o' brass! It's grand to be able to spend A trifle sometimes on a glass For yorsen, or sometimes for a friend. To be able to bury yor neive...
Aw've travell'd o'er land, an aw've travell'd o'er sea, An aw've seen th' grandest lasses 'at ivver can be; But aw've nivver met one 'at could mak mi heart glad, Like her, - for oh! shoo wor bonny mi lad. ...