I knew this as:

We're all down in t'cellar 'oil wi t'muck slapped on t'winders
We've bont all our coil and we're agen bonning cinders
If t'bum bailiff comes then 'e'll nivver find us
'Cos we're all down in t'cellar 'oil wi t'muck slapped on t'winders

Fish and chips and vinegar, vinegar, vinegar
Fish and chips and vinegar, vinegar, vinegar
Pepper pepper pepper pot

One bottle o' beer, two bottle o' beer
Three bottle o' beer, four bottle o' beer
Five bottle o' beer, six bottle o' beer
Seven seven bottle o' beer

We used to sing this in the Scouts, so I can claim this as genuine 'oral tradition'. God knows were it comes from, unless it's more common in Yorkshire then anyone really knew. I can't think that anyone connected with our Scout Troop had a Barnsley connection. As a bit of a party piece we added in a 'translation' if we were in the company of any of those unfortunate people who couldn't understand Tyke.

We're all congregated together in the lower basement with dirt thickly accumulated upon the casements
We have consumed by heat all our semi-bituminous fuel and we are know consuming by heat the waste products thereof
If the officil debt collector should arrive, he won't be able to ascertain our location
'Cos...

I assume it's not Hull stuff 'cos no one round here would think of rhyming find us with winders. 'ull vowels are much, much longer than that!

See you soon!
Les