When first I came down Yorkshire,
Not many years ago
I met with a little Yorkshire lass,
And I'd have you know,
That she was so blithe, so buxom,
So beautiful and gay,
Now listen while I tell you,
What he Daddy used to say

cho: "Oh treat me daughter decent,
Don't do her any harm
And when I die I'll leave you both,
Me tiny little farm
Me cow, me pigs, me sheep, me goats,
Me stock, me field and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden"

Well first I came to court the girl,
She was awful shy
She never said a blooming word,
When other folks was by
But as soon as we were on our own,
She bade me to name the day,
Now listen while I tell you,
What he Daddy used to say

Well at last I wed this Yorkshire lass,
So pleasing to me mind,
And I did prove true to her,
So she's proved true in kind
We have three bairns, there grown up now
There's a grandbairn on the way
And when I look into their eyes,
I can hear their grandaddy say,

@marriage @farm @animal
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