While woone's unlwoadèn, woone do teäke

The pitches in; an' zome do meäke

The lofty rick upright an' roun',

An' tread en hard, an' reäke en down,

An' tip en, when the zun do zet,

To shoot a sudden vall o' wet.

An' zoo 'tis merry any day

Where vo'k be out a-carrèn hay.