Here are the lyrics:-

I'm a man who dunt complain,
Bowt the weather or the rain.
Find it make no difference ennyway.
But I hev but one regret
That I haven't mentioned yet,
Thass orl abowt the bread we git terday:
I kin git m'self a nice lobster
Or a nice broad apron carb.
When I'm a little bit hungry
A nice little herrin' I've had.
I kin git m'self a nice mushroom
Go along wi' eggs in bed.
I kin git m'self a nice mawther,
But I can't git m'self a nice loaf of bread.
No, I can't get m'self a nice loaf of bread.

In the country or the town
I've been fer miles arownd
Ter orl the local bakers I kin see.
But no matter where I go
The answer's allus no
When I ask them fer the bread
That used ter be.
I kin git m'self a nice dumplin'
Or a nice bramble pie.
Clams, cockles and sanfer
An' yew know I tell no lie.
I kin git m'self a nice partridge,
Or a nice ole hare instead.
I kin git m'self a nice corffin
But I can't git a nice loaf of bread. "No more yer kin"

I'm a discontented man
And I dunt quite understand,
Thass why I put this question ter yew:
In the world we live terday
Kin yew come ter me an' say
Jist why they make the bread the way they dew.
I kin git m'self a nice tarkey
Or a nice ole duck as well.
Where's there's chicken an' gravy
There's a most excitin' smell.
With a pin I kin tickle them winkles
But jist like I hev said
I kin git m'self a nice fewnral
But I can't git a nice loaf o' bread.