The Neibors Doon Belaa

Aa'll tell ye the dein's o' some o' the foaks that leeves i' wor neiborhood,

'Thor a lot o' lazy good for nowts

An' the myest o' them's far frae good.

Frae Sunday morn till Satterday neet

Thor cadjin' neet an' day,

An' whativvor they borrow they nivvor retorn,

So ye might as well hoy it away.

They'll borrow yor onnions, leeks an' peas

Whenivvor thor pot's te boil,

They ax for happeny candles if they canna get paraffin oil.

Whativvor they borrow they nivvor retorn,

Sich foaks Aa nivvor saa.

They'll skin a rat for its hide an' fat

Will the neibors doon belaa.

 

Thor's Mistress Jones set up hor gob,

An' axed us what Aa meant,

'Cos Aa waddent lend hor haaf-a-croon

Te help hor te pay the rent.

Aa've lent hor mony a one afore,

But Aa'll nivver dee'd agyen,

For she called us a hot-heeded fiery feul,

An' she hit us wiv a styen.

They'll borrow, etc

 

Aa started a shop, but oh! dear me

Of that Aa seun got sick;

It wes like a clock that waddent gan

Wivoot its favorite tick:

The mainspring broke, the clock wes then

Hoyed oot inti the street;

Aa often said the clock wad gan

If the neibors wad de reet.

They'll borrow, etc

James Weams.

Notes:

Foaks: folk, people

Myest: most

Frae: from

Cadjin: cadjing - borrowing

Hoy: Throw

Gob: mouth

Haaf-a-croon: Half-a-Crown - 12.5p

Styen: Stone

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