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Posted By: *#1 PEASANT*
27-Apr-06 - 12:36 PM
Thread Name: Songs/Poems of Joe Wilson
Subject: Lyr Add: The Day His Wife Wes Barried- Joe Wilson
The Day His Wife Wes Barried
Teun-"Martha the Milkman's Dowtor"
Beside a newly hapt up grave.
The day his wife was barried,
Stood tipsy Dick,--the only one
That i' the churchyard tarried;
He luckt doon at the grass an' clay
That hid his wife for ivor,
Then wip'd his eye an' heav'd a sigh,
His feelins myed him shiver.--
Korus.
Oh, sad is me life, for aw;ve lost me luver,
Me wife's byeth deed an' barried;
Oh, mercy me, what mun aw de?
Wor Janey's deed an' barried!
"Fareweel," says he, "maw canny lass
Yor happy sowl's departed,
Ye've left us i' this weary world,
Aw's sure aw's broken-hearted;
The voice that myed us lowp wi' joy,
When fightin wi' the neybors,
Noo lies at rest-ne mair te pest
Wiv it's mischeevus labours.
"Them eyes that teuk the heart frae me
Just two eers gyen the races,
Ne mair 'ill shine, or wink, or stare;
Aw think aw see yor graces
When cummin frae the moor at neet,
Aw mind the neet wes rainy,
But, faith, an cuddint see a leg
Like yor's, maw cumley Janey!
"Them lips that oftin myed us wish
Aw had the chance te kiss them,
Ne mair 'ill move te treat yor luv,
Aw's sartin that aw'll miss them;
The dimpled cheek, an' yallow broo,
That show'd ne signs o' thinkin,
Ne mair aw'll see the sharp nose tee
That smelt when aw'd been drinkin.
"But, lass, aw'll miss ye i' the bed
That nivor needed warmin;
Aw'll mis the cheek se close te mine,
The squeezin close an' charmin;
Ne mair aw'll find yor big fat airms
Cum roond me neck se handy,
That myed us throo the neet forget
Throo day-time ye wor randy!
"Fareweel, aw'll try te cheer me-sel,
Aw cannet stop ne langer,
Te find releef aw'll droon me greef,
I'beer, or sumthink stranger;
Aw's sure te find sum uther lass
Te tyek yor place te cuddle,--
Aw've still sum feunril money left,
Fareweel,-aw's on the fuddil!"
-Joe Wilson