Shoo said, 'God bless yo, little things!'
An' that wor all shoo said.
Aw saw a tear wor in her e'e—
In fact, it's seldom dry:
Sin daddy went shoo allus cries,
But niver tells us why.
Aw think it's coss he isn't here,
'At maks her e'en soa dim;
Shoo says, he'll niver come to us,
But we may goa to him.