From the singing of Vin Garbutt some 10 or so years ago only some slight differences from Bill's.

When I were a lad, I were so glad
To go out in the daytime
With my fork, a bottle and a cork
To help out in the hay time.
Then one day whilst tossin' hay
I met miss Lucy Bailey.
I said, "My dear, you often here?"
She said, "Yes sir, twice daily."

We had such fun in the summer sun.
Lucy were so thrilling.
So sweet and pure, but I were sure
That young maid were willing.
Till one day upon the mound,
We were working gaily
She ups and slips, summat rips
And I went there twice daily.

She said dear, I do feel queer
Think I ought to tell 'ee'
It ain't fresh bread, she sadly said,
That's swelling up my belly
Off we go to Doctor Joe,
And she trots off quite gaily
He gives her a dollop of girt big jallop
And says, "Take that twice daily."

Now Lucy's Dad 'e weren't half mad.
He chased I round the haymow
Said, "Me son, well, you've had your fun.
The time has come to pay now.
My girl you'll wed," the old man said
As he waved his shotgun gaily,
"If you don't," he said, "I'll put some lead
And you won't go there twice daily."

Well, the very next day in the month of May,
We held the ceremony,
Paid off the vicar with a gallon of liquor,
Rode to church on a pony,
And the village folks for miles around
Waved and shouted gaily.
There's no doubt you'll get caught out
If you go there twice daily.

Now to Lucy's joy, she had a boy
And 'e were a proper little darling,
Round and fat as a Cheshire cat,
Perky as a starling.
Skin were smooth as a cider jar
An' we called him Buster Bailey,
Fed him' on swedes and charlot weeds
And a pint of scrump' twice daily.

Now I'm old, my story's told (half sung, half spoken)
Been forty years together
And we sometimes stray where we used to play
In that old-time summer weather.
Kids we got full ten or more.
We goes on quite gaily.
Though I'm old and grey...(Shaky voice) when I gets my way... (Shaky voice)
I still goes there twice daily.

Regards Ted