Ev'ry Chris'mas she lik'd vor the bells to ring,
An' to have in the zingers to heär em zing
The wold carols she heärd many years a-gone,
While she warm'd em zome cider avore the bron';
An' she'd look an' smile
At our dancèn, while
She did tell how her friends now a-gone did use
To reely wi' her in their high-heel shoes.
Ah! an' how she did like vor to deck wi' red
Holly-berries the window an' wold clock's head,