Lyr Add: The Forst Ov Owt Ye Had

Subject: Lyr Add: The Forst Ov Owt Ye Had
From: *#1 PEASANT*
Date: 22 Jun 04 - 07:28 AM

The Forst ov Owt Ye Had

Tune- "When the kye comes hame."

There's a happy time in awl wor lives, a plishur in the past,
When we wor stanning forst at skyul, instead of being last;
When ye went reet ayheed, an' beaten ivvory lad-
Can ye e'er forget the plishur ov the forst ov owt ye had?

Chorus
The forst ov owt ye had, the forst ov owt ye, had;
Can ye e'er forget the plisure ow the forst ov owt ye had?

When forst ye had te gan te wark, ye thowt yorsel a man,
And bowldly left yor cosy bed, and tyuk yor brickfist can;
When ye gat yor forst week's brass, and tyuk it te yor dad-
Can ye e'er forget the plishur on the forst pay that ye had?

When ye dressed yor-sel in Sunday claes, te figgor roond the toon.
And cut a high toon swagger, bi wandering up an' doon;
Te fit ye like a swell, an' myek the lases mad-
Can ye e'er forget the plishur ov the forst watch that ye had?

And when ye met wi' bonnie Poll, when gawd up Jesmond Dene,
Ye thowt she was the finest lass that ivvor yit was seen;
Ye gat a gud-neet kiss, that myed yor heart feel glad-
Can ye e'er forget the plishur ov the forst lass that ye had?

When sattled doon in married life, yor bliss wis not complete,
Ye wished a little Toddles for te play aroond yor feet;
Ye tyuk it as it cam, if wother lass or lad-
Can ye e'er for get the plishur ov the first bairn that ye had?

We get see yewsed te awl wor joys, thor's nowt ayboot them new,
They cum se nattoral in thor turn, we think it is wor due;
But when they blissed us forst, we felt supremely glad-
Can you e'er forget the plishur of the forst of owt ye had?

-John Kelday Smith, 1885