Yorkshire Romance
C J Rowe

The postmans no letter
I thought I would get a reply cos ones long overdo
And I fondly remember a year last September
Our Yorkshire Romance for two

We met at a garden fete somewhere near Harrogate
I fell in love at first sight
A weekend Ripley and an evening in Shipley
And everything seemed to be right

The weather was dull when we visited Hull
Which perhaps put a damper on things
So we pushed on to Brid where we wasted ten quid
On the sunshine the sand and the swings

We visited briefly your Auntie in Keigthley
Where I didn't know what to say
And I laughed when you slipped on a banana skin in Skipton
Perhaps that's where things went astray

You handled me cleverly driving to Beverley
And you continued to act
Most wisely and shyly through Guisley and Filey
Declining suggestions with tact

Oh I feel such a fool for what happened in Goole
But believe me I did what I could
And I dare say your Mother feels that day in Huddersfield
I didn't act as I should

But you could not alas afford travelling to Castleford
Every weekend to me Mums
So now you are singly residing in Bingley
Just taking life as it comes