Another Tale frae the Dales
By oor big G
Whit ye dain' Jessie?
can ye no see a'm readin ma book!!
" aye" a can see that,
whit's it called,
Hoo tae git rid o' knebby neighbours.
OH AYE,
Whit ye rally dain'
A'm waitin' fur Malcolm, he's in the post office,
gettin' wur pensions, then wur aff tae git wur groceries.
" Whit ur ye dae'in ecky",
A'm waitin' fur Magnus 'n John, wur aff tae confeshun!!
"Whit fur", if a telt ye that, wi widnae huffty go wid wi'.
aff tae confeshun!!
"Whit fur", if a telt ye that, wi widnae huffty go wid wi'.
Naw, sumb'dy telt us there is a stripper in the pub,the day,
an' wur goin' tae find ooot fur wursell.
Dae ye think Malcolm wid be interested in goin'
Dinnae you pit yon ideas intae his heid!!
" Whit fur no" Jessie?
wur aw' past that!!
"Aye Jessie, but wi can awe dream".
Onyhoo, Tam telt us when he wis in last week, she came as a cleaner.
He says she wiz that guid she even cleaned the pub.
Did ye git hur name?,
"Aye" well whit wiz it? a'm needin a cleaner ma'sell,
"a'm no tellin",
"whit fur no"?
sumb'dy says she's a relative, an' if i git a hod a 'im,
he'll git a good kickin'. cos' he says she needs ironin' hur'sell
Yon shocker an' Scott ur cummin up tae see it, wull huffty git sum tickets fur them,
Bet he's him fae HARROGATE,
dinnae you blame him, he's a fine young man,
" aye Jessie" but you say that about everyone.
