The thowts an the aims of a man!
Eight shillin a wick's whot aw arn,
When aw've varry gooid wark an full time,
An aw think it a sorry consarn
Fur a hearty young chap in his prime!
But ar maister says things is as well
As they hae been, ur ivir can be;
An aw happen sud think soa mysel,
If he'd nobud swop places wi me;
But he's welcome ta all he can get,