I got half way through learning this (from 'Mike Harding's Folk Songs of Lancashire' strangely enough) but managed to lose the book somewhere. Sorry... filed the book somewhere. Does anyone have the remaining verses?

In the shade of the old 'arris mill
It's enough to make nyone ill
The reeling is rotten, and so is the cotton
We'll have to give gaffer a pill

And when the o'er looker comes round
And he see's all us doffers sat down
He says 'eh get thee up and tie your ends up'
In the shade of the old 'arris mill.

Thankyou, j