Bad Beuts.
Teun-" Recknin for the Pay."

Aw pity the man that weers bad beuts,
He'll nivvor get on varry weel,
Until thor repair'd, for it's like bad times,
When yor beuts gan doon at the heel.

Korus
Aw'm sure it's a real bad sign
That a man's not dein weel,
An' thor's nebody anxious
Yor cump'ny te keep
Where yor beuts is doon at the heel.

Suppose ye've got a gud suit o' claes,
Ye cannot ony comfort feel,
An' ye'll just be considered a seedy swell,
When yor beuts is doon at the heel.

The tailor 'ill swear at the claes ye wear,
An' sum little fault he'll reveal,
But ye'll find the cobbler yor only frind,
When yor beuts is doon at the heel.

Ye'll find invitations te parties scairse,
For dancing ye'll get ne appeal,
They'll not axe ye te gan tiv a fewn'ril,
When yor beuts is doon at the heel,

Ye may wlak wi' yor heed stuck up wi' pride,
An' slip throo the streets like an eel,
But ye'll find yor ower much at one side,
If yor beuts is doon at the heel.

It's the way o' the world if a chep's hard up,
He may try such faults te conceal,
But sum busy eye's always sure te spy,
When yor beuts is doon at the heel.

-Joe Wilson