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Aw heeard a funny tale last neet	A
Aw could'nt howd fro' laffin	B
'Twor at th' Bull's Heead we chonced to meet	A
An' spent an haar i' chaffin	B
Some sang a song some cracked a joak	C
An' all seem'd full o' larkin	B
An' th' raam war blue wi' bacca smook	C
An' ivery e'e'd a spark in	B
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Long Joa 'at comes thro th' Jumples cluff	D
Wor gettin rayther mazy	E
An' Warkus Ned had supped enuff	D
To turn they're Betty crazy	E
An Bob at lives at th' Bogeggs farm	F
Wi' Nan throo th' Buttress Bottom	G
Wor treating her to summat wanm	G
It's just his way odd drot em	G
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An' Jack o'th' Slade wor theear as weel	H
An' Joa o' Abe's throo Waerley	H
An' Lijah off o'th' Lavver Hill	H
Wor passing th' ale raand rarely	H
Throo raand and square they seem'd to meet	A
To hear or tell a stoory	I
But th' gem o' all aw heard last neet	A
Wor one bi Dooad o'th' gloory	I
	-
He bet his booits 'at it wor true	I
An' all seem'd to believe him	G
Tho' if he'd lost he need'nt rue	I
But 't wodn't ha done to grieve him	G
His uncle lived i' Pudsey taan	B
An' practised local praichin	B
An' if he 're lucky he wor baan	B
To start a schooil for taichin	B
	-
But he wor takken varry ill	H
He felt his time wor comin	B
They say he brought it on hissel	H
Wi' studdyin his summin	B
He call'd his wife an' neighbors in	B
To hear his deein sarmon	B
An' tell'd 'em if they liv'd i' sin	B
Ther lot ud be a warm en	B
	-
Then turin raand unto his wife	D
Said Mal tha knows owd craytur	I
If awd been bless'd wi' longer life	D
Aw might ha' left things straighter	I
Joa Sooitill owes me eighteen pence	E
Aw lent it him last lovefeast	A
Says Mal He has'nt lost his sense	E
Thank God for that at least	A
	-
An Ben o'th' top o'th' bank tha knows	E
We owe him one paand ten	B
Just hark says Mally there he goas	E
He's ramellin agean	B
Dooant tak a bit o' noatice fowk	C
Yo see poor thing he's ravin	B
It cuts me up to hear sich talk	C
He spent his life i' savin	B
	-
An Mally lass he said agean	B
Tak heed o' my direction	B
Th' schooil owes us hauf a craan aw mean	B
My share o'th' last collection	B
Tha'll see to that an have what's fair	I
When my poor life is past	A
Says Mally listen aw declare	I
He's sensible to th' last	A
	-
He shut his een an' sank to rest	A
Deeath seldom claimed a better	I
They put him by but what wor th' best	A
He sent 'em back a letter	I
To tell 'em all ha he'd gooan on	B
An' ha he gate to enter	I
An' gave 'em rules to act upon	B
If ever they should ventur	I
	-
Theear Peter stood wi' keys i' hand	A
Says he What do you want sir	I
If to goa in yo understand	A
Unknown to me yo can't sir	I
Pray what's your name where are yo throo	I
Just make your business clear	I
Says he They call me Parson Drew	I
Aw've come throo Pudsey here	I
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You've come throo Pudsey do you say	E
Doant try sich jokes o' me sir	I
Aw've kept thease doors too long a day	E
Aw can't be fooiled bi thee sir	I
Says Drew aw wodn't tell a lie	H
For th' sake o' all ther's in it	A
If yo've a map o' England by	H
Aw'll show yo in a minit	A
	-
Soa Peter gate a time table	H
They gloored o'er th' map together	I
Drew did all at he wor able	H
But could'nt find a stiver	I
At last says he Thear's Leeds Taan Hall	H
An thear stands Braforth mission	B
It's just between them two that's all	H
Your map's an old edition	B
	-
But thear it is aw'll lay a craan	B
An' if yo've niver known it	A
Yo've miss'd a bonny Yorksher taan	B
Tho mony be 'at scorn it	A
He oppen'd th' gate says he It's time	G
Some body coom aw'll trust thee	H
Tha'll find inside noa friends o' thine	B
Tha'rt th' furst 'at's come throo Pudsey	E

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