WOR PEGGY'S ALBUM!

TEUN-"Postman's Knock."

HERE'S wor Peggy's Album, but what it contains
Aw's sartin wad pussle ye a',
But what's i' the beuk withoot hevin a luck,
Aw'll try te let all on ye knaw.
The first it's a chep that aw knaw nowt aboot,
That she bowt for a penny one day,
Then here's Dolly Scott that 'ill tawk for a munth,
If ye'll lissen tiv owt that she'll say!

Korus.

It's a stunner, me lads, an' ye'll say that aw's reet,
For if Peggy's a cawshun, her Album's a treat.

The third it's a chep wiv a beer-blossim'd fyece,
But hoo he gets drunk pussles me,
He's nivvor at wark-but i' dayleet or dark
He's always the forst iv a spree;
Then here's Harry Palmer, that leeves doon war yard,
He plays on the kornet at neets,
An' ye'll see him sumtimes, iv his rifleman's claes,
Wi' the band, promenadin the streets.

Then here's Nanny Hunter that keeps a bit shop,
An' sells bullets an' claggum for bairns,
She's a canny aud wife, an' aw hope she'll de weel;
The next's an aud maid they call Cairns,
She's off wi' the Mormons, because she lost heart
0' gettin a gud man at hyem;
An' the next it's a lass that aw fancy me-sel,
So aw think aw'll not men shun her nyem.

Then here's Charley Ridley that stands i' the bar,
For the lanlord that keeps the" Black Rat,"
An' lang Mally Todd wiv her mooth gyepin wide,
An' her eyes like aw divvent knaw what;
The last it's wor Geordey, as grave as a priest,
Wiv a greet big bull-dog on his knee;
He's the last i' the beuk, an' aw wish Peggy luck,
May she seun hed as full as can be.

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