MOOR EDGE NELL!

TEUN-"Haymaking."

THOR'S a lass aw alwaysdream aboot, for ivor neet an' day,
She's nivvor oat me thowts at a', an' aw hope she nivvor may,
Tho' aw hevvent been owt like me-sel since that eventful day
Aw met me bonny Nelly on the Moor Edge.

Korus.

TEUN-"Bide ye yit."

Me Moor Edge Nell, me bonny young Nell,
What aw think 0' that lass thor's nebody can tell;
She's bonny, she's canny,-gud luck te me-sel,
If aw's only the sweetheart 0' Moor Edge Nell.

Her greet Shinon shone bright an' reed as a rival te the sun,
Her bonny fyece se roond an' plump cud clean eclipse the meun,
An' her eyes they twinkled like two stars that Sunday efterneun
Aw met me bonny Nelly on the Moor Edge.

Aw introduced me-sel te her, tho byeth ov us wes shy,
She luckt at me an' aw luckt at her, an' foakslucktpassin by,
But byeth ov us had tungs te speak, an' cud did when we'd try,
An' we really got quite frindly on the Moor Edge.

Aw call her Moor Edge Nell becas aw divvent knaw her nyem,
Tho aw heerd sumbody call her Nell as we war gannin hyem;
Awthowt it soondid bonny, so aw've gein her just the syem,
An' we heh te meet next Sunday on the Moor Edge.

The palpitation o'the heart since the aw've refund's me share,
An' aw've got a poor man's plaistor on te try an' stiddied there;
But like a muffled drum it beats, an' will de, aw declare,
Till aw meet me bonny Nelly on the Moor Edge.

Source: Joe Wilson,(author) Songs and Drolleries, 1890