Tha’re kittlish things ti deea.
Deean’t saay ti t’ muther t’ babby’s plaan,
Deean’t tell a chap his lass is t’ saam,
An’ nivver saay ’at t’ weyfe’s ti blaam—
Tha’re kittlish things ti deea.
Deean’t drahve a lent hoss ower fast,
An’ when ya’ve wo’ds, deean’t try foor t’ last
Wi t’ weyfe, or else sha’ll ommaist brast—
Tha’re kittlish things ti deea.
Deean’t gicken when yer betters slip,