You`d never find an Incer In a white collar job The days he called his sweetheart wench And a shilling piece a bob - They couldn`t understand him Up in Wigan lane And the way he spoke and said things Was more or less to blame. Instead of saying can you please He`d simply ask you `cont` And another word he used was `wilt` For a favour he may want And in place of saying have you got The term he`d use was `hast` - An archaic word from long ago Way back in the past.` Do you - `dust` and were you - `wust` Those were ancient too And here`s more stranger ones than that To mention just a few - A dowter was his daughter And his mother was his mam - Childer were his offspring And his babby had a pram - Long was lung And strong was strung And his fayther-in-law was his dad - Thought was thowt And sheyt was shout And fain was feeling very glad. Break was breyk And speak was speyk And a coowert the name for a coat And often he`d be `miles away` When he seemed a bit remote Heyt was height And breyt was bright And the following day - int morn First was fust And worse was wust And pop was to pledge or pawn Cheek was chelp - A juvenile whelp And a feyt in the yard was a fight Told was towd And old was owd And a ganzy a vest in the night A pound was a peynd A ball was reynd And goowin up war was a fit - Foower was four And there`s many more But that`ll keep you going for a bit
Posted on: Tue, 09 Sep 2014 09:28:12 +0000
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