THE SANDGATE LASS AN' THE GYETSIDE LAD!

TEUN-" The Upper Ten."

THE Sandgate lass is as canny a lass
As ivor a body can see,
Ye'll hey heard us sing 0' her before,
For they call her Sally Lee;
An' the Gyetside lad he's a reglor brick,
He's a forgeman at Hawks's noo,
An' lang he's followed the Sandgate lass,
As a couple thor's nyen mair true.

Korus.

An' the Sandgate lass an' the Gyetside lad's
As happy a pair as thor can be had,
An' the foaks i' byeth cities 'ill be se glad
When they see them get married next Monday.

Says Sally te Bill, wiv a sigh, tuther day,
"We hevint as yit got a hoose,"
Says he, "We'v,e byeth a hoose 0' wor awn,
An' whativor wad be the use 0' thinkin
0' that when it's noo the time
That us two shud be myed one?
Ye can cum te wors an' aw'll cum te yors,
So consider the job it's deun!"

"But, Bill, if we shud hey ony bairns,"
Says she, "then what cud we de?"
Says he, "Ye can stop wi' yor muther,
An' aw'll cum an' stop wi' ye!"
Says she, "But, Bill, that wad nivvor de,
Aw's sure it wad lower ye doon,
For when clear 0' strife, each man an' wife
Shud byeth leeve i' one toon."

Says he, "Then is Sandgate not the syem
As Gyetside when yor Bill's there ?"
Says she, "It's just the syem te wor-sels,
So ye think we needint care;
But oh, the neybors 'ill say such things,
Aw wadn't like ye for te knaw,
An' if ye'll not myek us a real wife,
Aw'll not get married at a'!"

Says Bill,-an' then he wiped his eyes,'
"Aw wes just for fun tryin' ye,
Whey, aw've got byeth hoose an' furnitor,
As grand as ony can be,
When Gyetside an' yor city unites,
It'll put Ii the world at peace,
An' we'll myek't wor aim for hyem an' fame,
A fine cross-breed tiv increase!"

-Source: Joe Wilson, (author) Songs and Drolleries, 1890