O' Zaturdays, to teäke his paÿ.
Woone day the men wer out o' heart,
To have a beam a-cut too short;
An' in the evenèn, when they shut
Off work, they left en where 'twer put;
An' while dumb night went softly by
Towárds the vi'ry western sky,
A-lullèn birds, an' shuttèn up
The deäisy an' the butter cup,
They went to lay their heavy heads