Rown tha taebel we ded spred,
Ayten up tha ram-bucks ead.
Tom an Dick an Soo an Mae,
Oan Sen Kevern’s faysten dae.

Aw ow we oll ded gren
wen the Ram-buck’s ead cum en.
Aw dedn us oll tuck en
Oan Sen Kevern’s faysten dae.
Rown tha taebel we ded spred,
ayten up tha ram-bucks ead.
Tom an Dick an Soo an Mae
Oan Sen Kevern’s faysten dae.

 Ther woz granfer up frum Pawl,
Cum ta see tha fun an play.
Grammer too, en kep an shawl,
Oan Sen Kevern’s faysten dae.

Uncelz, aants an cusens mooer,
Sum ad traapsd a braa lawng wae,
Cum to pick a boan fer sooer,
Oan Sen Kevern’s faysten dae.

Wen we ded tha Buck’s ead greet
Faather maed a spaych ta we:
“ Oll draw foath!” twoz short an sweet,
Oan Sen Kevern’s faysten dae. 
 

Raplph Dunstan says that though the tune, the Flight March, is well known the words, except the first two lines, are lost. Thus most of the lyrics are a ‘conjectural restoration’ by Dunstan. However it is written in a form far removed from Standard English.

Note the lovely Dialect phraseology “traapsd a braa lawng wae”.

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