Ey Up Mi Duck (From Young May Moon)
(Not Traditional)

One Sunday afternoon, I went out for a walk
'Cos the dog seemed to need a bit of exercise
and come to think on it, so did I.
I'd been sitting on a bench in't park for an hour
Just taking two minutes rest.
When a bloke come along and as he were passing by,
He shouted..
Chorus;
Ey Up Mi Duck!
Art awreet then? Not bad, youth,
I'm just going down for a pint or two and tha can come if tha wants.
But tha better get thee skates on and shake thissen
For there's only ten minutes to go
And if tha dunna get a move on, tha's gone and lost thee chance.

Well a day or two after that, I'd been workin' on "afters",
I were really tired and me eyes were shuttin',
It'd be abhat quarter past ten.
I were dreaming abhat things like buxom wenches,
And I waited for me bus.
When a tap on me shoulder, "towd" me, it were that bloke again and he "sharted"…
Ey Up Mi Duck!
Art awreet then? Not bad, youth,
I'm just going down for a jar or two and tha can come if tha wants.
But tha better get thee skates on and shake thissen
For there's only ten minutes to go
And if tha dunna get a move on, tha's gone and lost thee chance.

Well weekend came at last, and I slept all day, "Sat'dee",
On Sunday, I felt so good, I decided I would go for a sup,
And I walked through park, with me dog (Woof-woof)
Who should I just happen to see,
But that bloke fast asleep on a bench,
So I crept up and I shouted..
Ey Up Mi Duck!
Art awreet then? Not bad, youth,
I'm just going down for a jug or two and tha can come if tha wants.
But tha better get thee skates on and shake thissen
For there's only ten minutes to go
And if tha dunna get a move on, tha's gone and lost thee
Chance
That's what I said , I towd hin
Ey Up Mi Duck!
Art awreet then? Not bad, youth,
I'm just going down for a bucket or two and tha can come if tha wants.
But tha better get thee skates on and shake thissen
For there's only ten minutes to go
And if tha dunna get a move on, tha's gone and lost thee
Chance
And if tha dunna get a move on, tha's gone and lost thee
Chance
        
Ther's a book (or two) about Derbyshire dialect called "Eey Up, Mi Duck" as well