Here's an excerpt pieced together from snippets viewed at Google Books:


There's many a task for the English folk,
And a man's a man alway,
Who delves the coal and iron ore,
And shapes the potters' clay.

CHORUS: For this is the song of the Staffordshire men,
In forge, in kiln, in mine.
Our fires shall burn, and our mill-wheels turn
And the Knot shall be our sign.