Yep this from the Holme Valley Tradition sung by Arthur Howard and now Will Noble Huddersfield and Honley area (and me!! and firm friends)

I'm a reight bad judge o't weather and if ever I go away,
If I leeave top coiat at hom, it's sure to rain all day.
Wife says to us, "Sam, does'ta think this weather's barn to last?"
Ah says, "Nay, lass, tha munt ask me. Tha knoaws us of the past."
She says, "If Ah thowt it would, let's set off for the day.
Go rahn ta Mrs Holroyd's and Ah'll tell ya what to say."

CHORUS: "Nah then, Mrs Holroyd, can ya feel owt? If ya can, I'd like to know.
For tha say that there's a big breeze on at Blackpool and Ah thowt ya'd like to know.
They say that ya can tell when 't weathers changing by the twitching of ya rheumatic pain,
So Ah've just come rahnd to ask ya, Mrs Holroyd, can ya feel owt like rain?"

Mrs Holroyd says, "Nah, you get off. Thay'll be nah rain today."
And very sooan at Blackpool we enjoyed both sea and spray.
We hed'nt been there very long when't wife gev art a shart:
"Sieethi, Sam! There's Mrs Holroyd," and there were wi art a daht.
She set on a young chap's knee looking rather gay.
I woz that flabbergahsted I couldn't help but say: CHORUS

Nay we landed back ei Honley all aroahnd eleven at neight,
And as the wer a war on, we couldn't ev a leight.
We roahmed dahn Spider's Alley. We could neaither stand na sit.
When Ah heard somebdy sharting, "Mrs Holdroyd, up a bit."
Mrs Holroyd gave a yell as tho she were in pain.
She'd landed on a wasps' nest and Ah'll ask yer once again: CHORUS

Ray

In something like the phonetics of the area
[I'm from Barnsley]