Lyr Req: Tell Me Mrs Holroyd Can You Feel Owt

Subject: Lyr Req: Tell Me Mrs Holroyd Can You Feel Owt
From: GUEST,Colin Bargery
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 04:24 AM

I am looking for the words and origins of what I believe to be a norhtern music hall song in which the singer bases his decieon whether to go on a dat trip to Blackpool on the on the weatehr forecasting abilities of Mrs Holroyds rheumatic joints. The only bits I recall goes something like "they tell me there a big do on in blackpool and I thought I'd like to go" "tell me Mrs Holroyd can you feel owt, can you feel owt like rain".

The only person I have heard sing this was Robert who was a musician with Hartshead Morris.

Subject: Lyr Add: TELL ME MRS HOLROYD CAN YOU FEEL OWT?
From: r.padgett
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 05:06 AM

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]

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tell Me Mrs Holroyd Can You Feel Owt
From: GUEST,Bruce Michael Baillie
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 06:16 AM

...And don't forget me Ray, I sing it as well!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tell Me Mrs Holroyd Can You Feel Owt
From: GUEST
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 06:28 AM

Thanks Ray.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tell Me Mrs Holroyd Can You Feel Owt
From: r.padgett
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 03:22 PM

Hey up Bruce!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tell Me Mrs Holroyd Can You Feel Owt
From: gnomad
Date: 16 Feb 07 - 07:11 PM

And of course mudcatter Mrs Holroyd also sings it.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Tell Me Mrs Holroyd Can You Feel Owt
From: Sugwash
Date: 23 Feb 07 - 03:38 PM

One of the lovely ladies from Artisan told me there was another verse after I'd sung Mrs Holroyd in a club in Devon. Something about a railway train she said. I spent a lot of time trying to find it; I never did. So I did the decent, long establised folk thing and wrote one.

When we got on the train back home
It were eventide.
We were both so worn out
We just flopped down inside.
Our lass said she were dying for a lovely cup o' tea
"Happen they've a flask next door John,
Just nip in and see".
The windows in the next compartment were steamed up all the way
And as I peered throught t' misty glass
I had to smile and say.

Feel free to use it if you wish.

Andy Sugden