"John O'Grinfilt's Ramble" गीत

Said John to his wife one hot summer's day,
"Aw'm resolved that in Grinfilt no longer Aw'll stay,
But Aw'll goo to Owdham as fast as Aw con,
So fare thee well Grinfilt an' fare thee well Nan,
For a sodger Aw'll be, brave Owdham Aw'll see,
An' Aw'll goo an' 'ave a battle Wi' t' French."

"Dear John" cried our Nan and hoo bitterly cried,
"Wilt tha be one of t'Foot or dost mean for to ride?"
"Ee lass, I'll ride either ass or a mule,
Ere I'll cower in Grinfilt as black as the Dule,
For both clemmin' and starvin' wi' nerry a farthin'
It 'ud welly drive any mon mad."

"Ay Jone sin we cum i' Grinfilt for to dwell,
We've had mony a bare meal Aw con very well tell."
"Bare meal, egod aye! That Aw very well know,
There's been three days this week as we've 'ad nowt at all,
An' Aw'm very near sided, afore Aw'll abide it,
Aw'll goo 'ave a battle wi' t' French!"

Then dahn t' broo Aw come for we livent at top,
Aw swore Aw'd goo to Owdham afore Aw should stop,
Egod how they stared when Aw cum dahn through Mumps,
Mi owd hat in mi hond an' me clogs full o' stumps,
But Aw very soon towd 'em Aw were gooin' to Owdham
An' Aw'd 'ave a battle wi' t' French.

Well they took me to t' place where they measure their height,
An' they retched me md stretched me until Aw were right,
An' they retched me and stretched me an' Aw never flinched,
Says t' sergeant Owd lad, thart mel, man to an inch".
So Aw thowt this'li do awst ave guineas enoo,
Egod! Owdham. brave Owdham for me!

So fare thee well Grinfilt, a codger Aw'm made,
Aw've git some new shoon and a fancy cockade,
Aw'st feet for owd Englond as 'ard as Aw con,
Either French, Dutch or Spanitch, to me it's all one,
An' Aw'll mek 'em to stare, like a new startled hare,
An' Awll tell 'em from Owdham Aw've come.