That the rock-washèn water do pass,
Then wi' they jaÿs a-vled an' zome goold in their stead,
I should pay vor my money,
An' only zell honey to buy zome'hat sweet.
No, be my lot good work, wi' the lungs well in plaÿ,
An' good rest when the body do tire,
Vor the mind a good conscience, wi' hope or wi' jaÿ,
Vor the body, good lewth, an' good vire,
There's noo good o' goold, but to buy what 'ull meäke
Vor our happiness here among men;