Folk-Speech of Cumberland and Some Districts Adjacent / Being Short Stories and Rhymes in the Dialects of the West Border Counties

by Alexander Craig Gibson

JWOHNNY, GIT OOT!

“Git oot wid the’, Jwohnny, thou’s no’but a fash;

Thou’ll come till thou raises a desperat clash;[4]

Thou’s here ivery day just to put yan aboot,

An’ thou moiders yan terrably—Jwohnny, git oot!

What says t’e? I’s bonnie? Whey! That’s nowte ’at’s new.

Thou’s wantin’ a sweetheart?—Thou’s hed a gay few!

An’ thou’s cheatit them, yan efter t’ t’udder, nèa doubt;

But I’s nūt to be cheatit sèa—Jwohnny, git oot!

There’s plenty o’ lads i’ beàth Lamplugh an’ Dean