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garinda · 31-08-2011, 01:17

The first song on this clip is a Lancashire protest song about poverty, written in dialect in 1790. (Recording of Alan Lomax singing it in 1951.)

Here are the lyrics.

I'm a four loom weaver, as many a one knows.
I've naught t'eat, and I've wore out mi clothes.
Mi clogs are both broken, and stockin's I've none.
They'd hardly give me tuppence for all I'm gettin' on
Ole Billy at Bent, he kept telling me long
We might have better times if I'd not but hold mi tongue.
Well, I've held mi tongue till I've near lost mi breath
And I feel in mi heart that I'll soon clem to death.
[Refrain]
Ole Billy's all right, he never will clem
And he's never picked o'er in his life.

The second song is a protest verse from Yorkshire, in a similar vein.

Though of course that's all gibberish, and can't be translated.

31-08-2011, 01:17	#269
garinda Give, give, give member Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Overlookin' ducks & geese Posts: 32,411 Blog Entries: 293 Liked: 27 times Rep Power: 16469	Re: Old local expressions The first song on this clip is a Lancashire protest song about poverty, written in dialect in 1790. (Recording of Alan Lomax singing it in 1951.) Here are the lyrics. I'm a four loom weaver, as many a one knows. I've naught t'eat, and I've wore out mi clothes. Mi clogs are both broken, and stockin's I've none. They'd hardly give me tuppence for all I'm gettin' on Ole Billy at Bent, he kept telling me long We might have better times if I'd not but hold mi tongue. Well, I've held mi tongue till I've near lost mi breath And I feel in mi heart that I'll soon clem to death. [Refrain] Ole Billy's all right, he never will clem And he's never picked o'er in his life. The second song is a protest verse from Yorkshire, in a similar vein. Though of course that's all gibberish, and can't be translated. __________________ 'If you're going to be a Kant, be the very best Kant there is my son.' Johann Georg Kant, father of Immanuel Kant, philosopher.