Storm-tossed, sails rent, an reckonin' lost, Place all the blame,-yo'll place it reightly,įor monny years we've stretched our tether,Īw've lost faith, an' tha'll do th' same,Īw've travelled East, West, North, an South, Lines on Receiving a Bunch of Wild Hyacinths by Post. A nop tickle illusion.Īngels of Sunderland. Lines, on finding a butterfly in a weaving shed. This collection of dialect verses is dedicated,Ī Tale for th' Childer, on Christmas Eve.
Nicholson & Sons, Limited, 26, Paternoster Square, E. To which are added a selection of Fugitive Verses not in the dialect.Īuthor of "Clock Almanack," "Yorkshire Puddin," Poems written in the dialect as spoken in the West Riding of Yorkshire. *** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK YORKSHIRE LYRICS *** To which are added a Selection of Fugitive Poems written in the Dialect as Spoken in the West Riding With this eBook or online at Title: Yorkshire Lyrics
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Full text of " Yorkshire Lyrics: Poems written in the Dialect as Spoken in the West Riding of Yorkshire. Roll it over 'n grease it down, down, down. Good men is something that y'all can't findĬhances are they might not never find one no mo', so theyĪnd I know a few that need to ease it behind The good men, well there just ain't enoughĪll you good girls are lookin' all the time Hey, the good women, they sure has it tough She wouldn't kiss him, he tried to ignore it, That the crowd around that had jammed the room, The candles were drippy, they saw a REAL HIPPY Later on they went off to where the music was soft, He was duly impressed and was quick to suggestĪny sport with a PUCK had to be 'bout the best
Her jokes were dumb and her fav'rite sport She was a lonely sort, just a little too short She was an office girl ("My name is Betty") The drinks were cheap (it was Ladies Nite) He was the Playboy Type (he smoked a pipe) My shirt's half open, t'show you my chainĪre you lookin' for Mister Goodbar? Yes, oh good. We're gonna start off just like we did the last time with a song called "Dancin' Fool." But, it's not going to be completely different because we have some songs that we would like to do again for you. Now, for those of you who- who were at the last show, this show is going to be different. This is Vinnie on drums, Arthur on bass, Tommy on keyboards, Ike on guitar and vocals, Denny on guitar and vocals, Peter on keyboards, and Ed on percussion and small rat. Let me introduce you to the members of the band. First thing we're gonna do is get acquainted here. Alright, alright, alright-alright-alright. Back, back, back, back, back! Back, back! Back, back. There's no sense in being uncomfortable, so please, sit down and make yourselves comfortable. Now look! We're gonna be here for a while. Produced for release by Gail Zappa & Joe TraversĬraig Parker Adams-re-mix engineer (2014)Īlright! How are you guys doing tonight? Okay, alright, and look, here's, here's the deal.
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