MAW BONNY INJINEER

TEUN- "Nice Young Man."

"OH, hinny, what myeks ye luck se glad?
A blithesome fyece heh ye;"
"Me sweetheart's oot ov his time the day,
Aw's like te happy be;
Aw've been up tiv his muther's hoose,
He kiss'd us, bliss his heart,
An' tell'd us that on Munday next
As journeyman he'll start."

Korus.

TEUN-" Rasor-Grinder's Daughter."

"For in me heart aw haud him dear,
Aw only wish that he wes here,
Maw brave, maw bonny Injineer,
That's served his time at Hawthorn's.

"His shopmates say he's just the sort
Te fettle weel at owt,
He's a clivor chep an' a handy chep,
An' nivvor aflaid 0' nowt;
The neet thor gawn te hey a spree,
Thor hevin one the day,
But what's the odds? thor jolly lads,
An' last neet wes the pay!

"But still aw wish the spree wes ower,
For then he'll tawk te me,
An' shortly, seun, aw hey ne doot,
His journeywife aw'll be.
His journeywife wi' him throo life,
Aw wish that we war wed,
For then aw's pairtner ov his hoose,
An' pairtner ov his bed!"

"Me darlin's oot ov his time the day,
What news, aw say, for me,
Aw think his muther might need sum help
Te myek them a' thor tea,
An' help her wi' the hoose turns like,
An' gan oot for the beer,
Aw think aw'll gan, it's me place te be
Beside me Injineer!"

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