Rap 'Er T' Bank |
Chorus: Rap 'er t' bank, me canny lad! Wind 'er away; keep turnin! The back-shift men are gannin' hame, We'll be back in the mornin'.
My faither used to call the torn |
2. And when that aaful day arrived, The last shift for me faither A faal of stones and brokken bones, But still above the clatter, he cried: Rap 'er t'bank, me canny lad! Wind 'er reet slow, that's clivor! This poor old lad hes tekken bad, I'll be back heor nivvor. |