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I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner, babe o' mine. I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner and I'm gonna catch me a boat to Chiner, And I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine. See the sailors' kids and wives, babe o' mine. See the sailors' kids and wives. I'm compelled to save their lives, So I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine.
Well, we've got to win this race, babe o' mine. We've got to win this race, babe o' mine. Yes, we've got to win this race, put the bosses in their place, And we gotta get organized, babe o' mine. It's that good old C. Organize, organize, babe o' mine. In one of his adjournments to the fmall but populous town of Oldham, he had intimation that Mr.
Pearfon, curate and fchoolmafter at Milnrow, near Rochdale, wanted an alEftant in the fchool ; to that gentleman he applied, and, after a fhort examination, was taken in by him to the fchool, and he divided his falary, twenty pounds a year, with him. This Tim conildered as a material advance in the world, as he till could have a night Ichool, which anfwered very well in that very populous neighbourhood, and was confidered by him, too, as a ftate-of independency; a favourite idea ever after- wards with his high fpirit.
Pearfon, not very long af- terwards, falling a martyr to the gout, my honoured father gave Mr. Collier the fchool, which not only made him happy in the thought of being more independent, but made him ccnfickr himfelf as a ridi man. Having now more leifure hours by drop- ping his night fchool there, Chough he continued to teach at Oldham and fome other places during the vacations of Whit- funtide and Chiiftmas, he began to inftrudt himfelfin mufic and drawing, and foon was fuch a proficient in both as to be able to infhucl: The hautboy and common flute were his chief inftruments, and upon the former he very much excelled ; the fine modulations that have fi nee been acquired or introduced upon that noble ioftrumcfft being then unknown to ail in England.
He drew drew landfcapes in good tafte, underftanding the rules of per- fpedive, and attempted fome heads in profile with very cleceRt fuccefs ; but it did not hit his humour, for I have heard him fay, when urged to go on in that line, that drawing heads and faces was as dry and infipid as leading a life without frolic and fun, unlefs he was allowed lofteal in fome leers of comic humour, or to give it a good dafh of the caricature.
Very early in life he difcov. I had once in my pofTeflion fome humorous re- lations, in tolerable rhyme, of his oyvn frolic and fun with perions he met with, of the like defcription, in his hours of feftive humour, which was fure to take place when releafed for any time from fchool duty, and not too much engaged in his lucrative employ of painting. Jn point of eafy, regular verfifica- tion, perhaps this was his bed fpecimen, and it alfo exhibited fome ftrokes of true humour. About this period of his life he fell ferioujiii in love with a handfome young woman, a daughter of Mr.
Clay, of Flocton, near Huddersfield, and foon afterwards took her unto him for a wife ; or, as he ufed to flyle her, his crooked rib, who in proper time increafed his family, and proved to be a, virtuous, difcreet, fenfible, prudent woman ; a good wife, and an excellent mother. He was chiefly engaged for fome time in painting altar pieces for chapels, and iigns for publicans, which pretty well rewarded the labours of bis vacant hours from fchool attendance ; but after fome family expences, increafing more with his grow- ing family, he devifed, and luckily hit upon, a more lu- crative employment for his leifure time: Thefe pieces he worked off with uncommon celerity ; a fmgle portrait in the leifuie hours of two days at leail, and groups of three or four in a week: The droll humour, as well as fingularity of ftyle of thofe pieces, pro- cured him a moft ready fale from riders-out, and travellers of other defcriptions, who had heard of Tim's character.
Collier had been for many years collecting, not only from the ruflics in his own neighbourhood, but alfo wherever he made excurfions, all the awkward, vulgar, obfolete words and local expreflions which ever occurred to him in converfa- tion amongft the lower clafTes. A very retentive memory brought them fafe back for infertion into his vocabulary or glofiary, and from thence he formed and executed the plan of his Lancajliire Dialeft ; which he exhibited to public cog- nizance, in the adventures of a Lancafhire Clown, formed from fome ruftic fports and gambols, and alfo fome whimfi- cal modes of circulating fun at the expence of filly, credu- lous boobies, amongft the then cheery gentlemen of that peculiar peculiar neighbourhood.
This publication, from its novelty, together with fome real ftrokes of comic humour interlarded into it. Tim was feldom backwards in obeying a fummons to good cheer, and feldom, I believe, difappointed the expec- tations of his generous hoits ; for he had a wonderful flow of fpirits, with an inexhauftible fund of humour, and that too of a very peculiar cart.
BlefTed with a clear mafculine understanding, and a keen difcernment into the humours and foibles of others, he knew how to make the beft advantage of thofe occafional inter- views, in order to promote trade, as he was wont to call it, though his natural temper was very far from being of a mer- cenary cail: After feveral fruitlefs attempts, he at laft, by offers of an extravagant falary, prevailed upon Mr. Collier to enter into articles of fervice for three years certain, and to take his family to Kibroid.
After figning and fealing, he called upon me to give me notice that he muft refign the fchool, and to thank me for my long continued friendfhip to him. At taking leave, he, like the honed Moor, Albeit unufed to the melting mood, Dropp'd tears as faft as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum. I granted his requeft, but hoped he would foon reconcile himfelf to his new fituation, as it promifed to be fo advantageous both to himfelf and to his family.
He replied, it was for the fake of his wife and children that he was at 'lad induced to accept Mr. Hill's very tempting offers ; no other confideration whatever could have made him give up Milnrow fchool and independency. On afking him how he liked his new fituation at Kibreid, he replied, Not at all ; then, enumerating feveral caufes for difcontent, concluded with an obfervation, that he never could abide the ways of that country, for they neither kept red letter days themfelves, nor allow their fervams to keep any. Before he left me, he paflionately entreated that I would not give away the fchool, for he mould never be happy again till he was feated in the crazy old elbow-chair within his old fchool.
I granted his requeft, being Ids anxious to fill up the vacancy, as there were two other free-fchools for the fame ufes within the fame townfliips, which have decent falaries annexed to them. Another letter announced, that his mafter perceiving that he was dejected, and had loft his wonted fpirits and cheer- fulnefs, had hinted to him, that , if he difliked his prefent fi- tuation, he mould be releafed from his articles at the end of the year ; concluding his letter with a mnjl earnejl imploring that I would not difpofe of the fchool before that time.
By the interpofition of the old gentleman and fome others, he got the agreement cancelled a confiderable time before the year expired; and the evening of the day when the liberation took place, he hired a large Yorkfhire cart to bring away bag and baggage by fix the next morning to his own houfef at Milnrow.
When he arrived upon the weft fide Blacfton- edge, he thought himfelf once more a FREE man, and his The father and fon were not in partnerfhip, but carried on diftinft branches of the woollen trade. The next morning he came up to Belfield, to know if he might take pofTellion of his fchool again ; which being readily confented to, tears of gra- titude inftantly ftreamed down his cheeks, and fuch a fuffufion of joy illumined his countenance, as plainly befpoke the heart being in unifon with his looks.
He then declared his unal- terable refolution never more to quit the humble village of Milnrow: A hint was thrown out, that he muft work hard with his pencil, his brufh, and his pen, to make up the deficiency in income to his family: Tim's laft literary productions, as I recollect, were Re- marks upon the Rev. There appeared rather too much feafoning and fait in fome of them, mixed with a degree of acerbity, for which he was rather blamed. Collier died in pciTeffion of his mental powers but little impaired at near eighty years of age, and his eyes not fo much injured as might have been expected from fuch a fevere ufe of them during fo long a fpace of time.
His wife died a few years before him, but he left three fons and two daughters behind him. In fome places we found k, inflead of g ; as think inflead of thing ; wooink for n; m , 8cc. The Letter dat the End of Words, and the Termination ed, are often changed, in tot ; as be hint, for behind ; -wynt, for wind; awkert, for awkward; awtcrt, for altered, 8cc. But as Trade in a general Way has now flourifiVd for near a Century, the Inhabitants not only Travel, but encou- rage all Sorts of ufeful Learning ; fo that among Hills, and Places formerly unfre- quented by Strangers, the People begirx within the few years of the Authors Ob- fervations to fpeak much better EngliiH.
Yet I'm war ihrurch'd, between two ar'an F0r bigger Skeawndr. Tjiis meys meneaw, to crofs theefe Rafcots 7 o fend agen to my O wd trufty Friends: For Trurh is Truth, tho't favours lik. Whoo-who whoo-who 3, whoo! Whot pleagiTt withth' ovvd Company? Rime an Poverty agen! Neaw een the Dule Scrat o 1 I thowt idd'n go bank- for yoar Sib to thoofe Gotum tikes ottethcornplerf 11 ib, on ar nee'r fatisfy'd, Tim.
Whooas tat tee owd Friend? Ne beleady naw 1 ; Td fcornfc 1 touch fitch Powfments with Tungs. Yighyigh-, Tveheard on't ; boh the Dule ride humpflridd'n o begging, o v thoofe ot connaw tell a Bitter-bump fro a, Gillhooter, fey L Tim. E, lack o' dey! Belike theawdoes naw knowot thoofe ott'n Steyl win lye: Si is a Cutter too-too! Boh filer no wey o cumming meet with urn? Odds fifli ; they're partly like Karron Crows, morj ; they'renaw wortU ,me Shot. Wuns eigh ; theawrt likt' ftrowll ogen, as fhure os a Tup's a Sheep. Oddzo then, whetherth 1 Hullets- ar worth Shot or naw, I'd hav' o palh at Piggin if e pede for Gar thing ; do yo' clap fpme pleagy Rimes, oth 1 Neb o me Gap, eh' plene Print hond, ot oytchbody mey fee urn, chez where eh cum.
Wig- gin ; boh they're fitch racklefs dozening Gawbies. Howd howd howd the Dickons t-ak o 1! I fee whot's teprnoll; yoan be hong'd or fome Mifchief on then aw'll be whooiip with o 1 efeath! Not e Goddil belike! VVhau, I'll begin o thilYn. E Whiff- waif Stuart! Ne ne ; ittle naw. Neaw byth' malkins if I be naw fafl! Then yoar faft with a little efcath ; for I con lofe a e that point. Le me fee ho, rieaw I height, it's be, Slafh ther Neighbour's Coat. Well well its cleverly Rim'to Tim heawe'er, lett be whether it will: Tim Pooh I dunnaw meeon heaw fok harborui't or cuttertn't o'er thee ; boh whot thoofe fawfe Lunnoners fed'n aheawt te Jump ots new Over-body t?
Reet mon reet that's hit Bilk. Why then to tell o'true Fr breed with a Gorfe wagging ; for they to. Heaw's tat e Godfnum? Eigh eigh primely efeath!
Neaw ee'n- fair- fa w um fey I - thcefe. Then fcheaw towd um th" tele, an fed tli' Rimes, aB aw, did to? Tli Tele an th 1 Rimes! Od rottle the ; whotfeys to! Quite, quite ; as ehopetochieve! Neaw -ec'n the Dule -fteawnd te fey I! Whau, boh mind neaw, theaw gawmbling tike, otto con tell th tele, and ieyth' Rimes foe rot, titely. Bilk, Fear me naw, fed Doton ; begin. A Tealier e Crummirs time wur thrunk pooing Turmits in his Pingot, on fund en Urchon ith' Had-loont-reean ; he glendurt at't lung boh cou'dmsy nowt r xii ; on't.
He whoavthisWhifket oc'rt, rufcs Whoam, an tells his Neighbours hethowt in his Guts ot he'd fund a think at God newer rnedeeawt ; for it, hadnotherheead nor tele ; Hont nor Hough; midfl nor eend! Loath t' believe this, hoaveaDuzz'n ri um wou'd geawtfee if they coud'n mey fliift t gawm it, boh is capt urn aw ; fo'r they newer o won on um eeV faigh th 1 like afore.
Beiideaw this, meh Bally warcht ; on eh this fettle I munt daddle Whoam, on feafe meh Meafter! I'm gonna write you a letter, babe o' mine, I'm a-gonna write you a letter, babe o' mine. B"o furft thcaw mun inow, that os IV gooink toart Whom os denawn- heartit on mallancholy os a MethodiR, ot thinks he's In-. Majter 9 Meal'y, gidi! Like anow ef I hadn got hasties away, He'd adone as a ded by Jan Rose t'other day; "When a got in hes tantrums, a wilful ould devil, And slamm'd the poor man in the head with a kebbal. So they feetc um deawn, on then th' Lonclledy coorn in, on wou'd mey um't pey faith lumber ot teyd'n done ur.
He glooart att a good while ; droyd his Beeart deawn, an wawtitit o'er with his Crutch. Wheel inch obeawt ogen, oth' totherSklefcd he, for it fttirs, an be that itfliou'd be whick. Whoo who who whoo! Good lorjus o'me, a body connaw doo moor thin the con ; con the! Mind te hits then. Some few in Virtue's Caufe do write, But thefe, alas! Indeed I con believe o" Wheel rim't heawe'er gooa on.
That will be prime wroflling efeath, for I've heard urn fey. Time con- quers aw Things. Some write to pleafe, fome do't for Spite, But want of Money makes me write. Where has to bin? Theaw'rt aw on a Swat, I think ; for theaw looks primely. BeleemyTummus, I welly loft my wynt ; for I've had fitch o'traunce this Morning as eh neer had e'meh live: Mark whot e tell the Meary ; for I think lunger ot fok liv'n anW moor mifchoances they han.
Not awlus o Goddil. But whot meys oYfowgh on feem fo dane-keft? For I con tell o 1 I'm fene fee o'wick an hearty. Whick an hearty too 1 Oddzo, but I con tell the whot, its moor in bargin B 2 O't 16 o't im oather wick or hearty,, for 'twur Seign Peawnd t'a tuppunny Jannock, Fd bin os deeod os o Dur Nelebe this awer ; ; for th" lalt oandurth boh one me Meafler had lik't o killt meh: Mi, Why, whot's bin th' matter, hanney fawn eawt withur Meafler?
I connaw gawm heaw that coud mey ill Luck Tummus. Now, nor no Mon elze till they known ; boh here's a fine droy canking Pleck under this Thurn, let's keawer us deawn 16 17 deawn oth Yeoarth o bit, on tell die aw heaw't war. Weh aw meh Heart, for meh Deme's gon fro Whoam, ori hoo'll naw cum ogen till Bagging-time. So I geet up be fkrike o Dey, on feet eawt ; on went ogreath tilly welly coom within a Mile oth Teawn ; when os the Dule woud height, o Tit wur fton- riing ot an Eieheawfe Dur ; on me Kawve the Dule bore eawt it. Een for meh took th' Tit for it Mother, on would need feawk her: On I believe th' foolifh Tooad of a Tit took th' Kawve far hur Gowt, hoo whinnit fo when hoo faigh it ; boh wen hoo feld it feawke, hoo up with'ur Hough on kilt meh Kawve os deeod os o Nit!
ELord; whoto Trick wur that 1: Odds flefh, fitch o Trick wur newer plede eh Englondfliiar. Why hark ye Turnmus, whot cudney doo weet? Yoad'n be quite brok'n! On didney leeof it ith 1 Lone? Ne Meary ; Fr naw fitch o Gawby os tat coom too noathe-r: For as luck wouVl height, o Butcher wur ith' Ele- lieawfe, on he coom eawt when he heard inch Kawve bawh.
Boh eflid o being fooary, when he faigh it fprawling oth Yeorth, th' fly 1 ring Karron feet up o Gurd o Leawghing, on cou'd for fliawm tell meh he'd berry it inch for a Pint of Ele. Green o Groat for a Greave no- bigger m o phippunny Trunk. Whau, that moot be: Neaw Meary, What cou'd onny Mon doo?
Fit a gon ft ark Woode. I believe ot wou'd, or onny elze; boh that wou'd, doo. So I bargint with tli Rafcot: Ncaw meh Mind inifgives , meh ot yoar'n gooing , a fleevelefs Arnt ,; on at felly wou'd naw tak'th Kah bateth 1. Meafler obeawt it, he took her ot. Indeed Meary, Fm eh thy Mind ; for it wur reet Rank: Its not tell, bull Fit marvil flrauoge- ly an yoketon o wur Kneave in. Alack o dey theaw knows boh lit- tle oth matter. Boh theawft hear i'd naw. When ot eh geet too um, I cou'd naw gawm what team obeawt ; for two en um.
Awth' reft on um ; kad Hoyts, or lung Kibhocs, like fwing- ing Sticks or Raddljings. Af, I tli neme b Katty, whot wur'n die for? T Nowt ots owt theaw rrey be fure, if that hc;wmpoi. Neaw thcavy man know, ot one neet lail Shearing- time, when Jones oPIarrys geete thear Churn this feme Scap-gallows wui: O-wrang joyrt hong im: I- know him wcel enough, for th' laft great Snow he'ur for horiging o Hare e fome hure Gillers ; throttle eawr poor Xeawzer in o Clewkin-grin.
The varra feme- So I afiu him what- team far? Why fed he, ween -meet neaw feen onEwifly thro 1 yon Leawp hoyl into tli Leath, on we'er gpoing tey hur: Befide theawil-howd the Riddle ; fed I, I know naw whot. So owey we went, on begun o cioinnmig oth Leawp-hoyies, on th" Slifters ith Leath Woughs full o Awt v then, we reeart th' Steeigh fawfiy ogen th'; Wough under th 1 Eawl hoyle.
Neaw Lads fed Hal mindyer hits: Why neaw, I'll be far, if i'd naw rether ha feent in o Puppy-Show. Shu fed one ; Shu, fed a- nother.
Then they aw begun o hallow- ing on whooping like hey gooiad. Odds mine on didneylethur gooa or yo took'n hur? Now, now,- not teear it wus nowt oth 1 Warld o God boh arron owd Lant ot teyd'n niede war weh loafing the'r Breeches iri't: Eigh, faw eigh; for 1 thowt id 'brok'rt th 1 Crupper-booan o meh A--fe, boh it wur better in lickly ; for I'd no Jhurt boh th' tone Theawm flunnifht, on.
Awt upon um, whot unmannerly powfernents! I'ftobin ftark-giddy at urn, on ha raddlt ther booans. Fr os woode os teaw cou'd be, or enny Mon elze, boh theaw knows ev'ry: Mon's not a Witch: Boh they meacTn me't hear um efeath ; far thearn aw Whcrrying on Leawgning, Whooping on Shea w ting, like Maddlocks otther-new tean Eawl os ten cawd'n meh: On ran o Mileeh that Pickle ofore eh.
Then I leep o'er o Ryz'n- hedgc, on os o Kindle o Wctur wux wheem, I wafht aw meh clooas, till it coom to meh hure: On aw little enough too ; for I think eh meh guts Til link like a Foomurt while me neme's Turn. Neaw een be meh troath! I thowt y favort'n feearfoo ftrung on o Yarb: Far Misfaiv tins coom on me os thick os Leet.
Uddzlud, non thro' Nip oGoddil! Thro 1 Nip, yigh thro' Nip: On I Wud hur Neek had bin brock'n eh neen Spots, when hoo'r Whelpt farmee God fargf meh ; th' deawmp Gretur does no hurt, noather far Fd naw greadly wafht, on fettl't meh! Ko he onnefl Mon wilt fell the Dog? Odd, boh yoarn bobberforne, on awnfurt himawvifhly too-to. Fd o gen the Twenty Shilling far hur, for I fee hoos o reet ftawnch Bandyhewit ; '. Ncaw Meary, to tell the true, I'd o mind t' cheeot God forgi' mdi on fell -im meh Sheep -Cur foi o Bandyhewit ; tho, 1 no moor knew, inth'Mon ith Moo iwhot a Bandyhewit wur.
Whaw fed I, hoofe G primely primely bred ; forhur Moodier coom fro Lunnun, tho' hoor Whelpt ot meh Matter's ; on tho' hoos os good as onnyeh England- Jhiar, I'll fellhur if meh Price come. Whot fed eh then? Wau, ko he, whot duft ax for hur? But I freat'n heaw he het boh o greyte Matter on im, far I think he's Piece on o Rafcot, as weel ofl refl he'll be fene o'th' Bargin.
That wur clever, too-to ; wur it naw? On he towd meh: Then I opp'nt Dur ; on who te Dule duft think, boh three little tyney Bandyhewits: Then there coom o fine frefhcuL'- lert Wummon ot keckt as fliffas if hood fwallut a Poker, on I took hur for o hoo juftice, hoor fo meety fine: Juftice wuro Whoam; heocou'd naw opp'nhur Meawth fey eigh, or now ; boh fimpurt on fed ifs, the Dickons ifs'ur on him too fed I, I wudidd'n tell him Fd fene fpeyk too 'im.
Odd, boh yoai'n bowd ; i'ft o bin timmerfome: Whau, weell enough, fortheawniey Nip, on Cheeot os ill os one other Clarks on they'n naw meddle with the ; boh theaw G 2 munnaw munnaw frump, nor teeos um, for they hatefrio be vext. Eigh, on coom fnap, on axt meh ivhot he wantut? Boh yo're fit t gooa eawt efeath.
For o Felly coom, on I bowt one naw fo good os this, by hoave o Ginny ; on ill uphowdtey theaw'll tey o Ginny for this. On that I'll hav 1 in eh coifd leet on a Chapmon, fed I. Hoos roytchly worth it, fed he, on I think, I con tell thee whear theaw mey part with hur, if he be not fittut awready. Odds-like, boh that wur o good nsatertjuftice, wurhenaw?
For tey mey wort fort, nowt ot's owt con come orTt, when o Mou deeols wehrafcotly fok: Boh as i'r telling thee, he neamt a Felley ot wooant obeawt two Mile off on him boh the Dule forget him os I done fo I munt gooa back ogen thro' Rachdaw. So I geet Nip under meh Arm ogen,, mede o fcroap weh meh hough, on bid tli! On boh os eh, thowt he cou'd alhelt fell hur eh this to- ther Pleck, it wou'd fartinly ha brock'n.
Td naw gon o'er oboon a Feelt or two, boh I coom to o greyt Bruck,weho feaw narrow Sappling Brig o'er. For be meh troth Fr welly werk'nt. I know naw whether'twur or naw r noather: Boh theaw meh be Inure Fr primely boyrnt, on os Weet os ewer eh could fye: Befide, yoad'n be ascowd os Iccles, T. Eigh theaw mey geawfe IY non Mough'n: Fd naw gone oboon o Stone's thrut: I loafl um deawa- 1 boh cou'd fee nowt ofc wur whick: On then I unbetllowtmeh o me Sawu M.
Td freeatn that too f I deavvt it wou'd quite mar o"? Now, now, Meary, i'r naw quite manfd: Its true, I went Wiggle ty-Wagr glcty, for an Eaweror ib, oforei'r ogreatli cgen: On when he geet reet, on coom C groap ehmeh Singlet Pecketfor meh fawt,. Far I heard my Gronny fey, hoode os leef o feen two owd Harries os two Pynots. Eigh, fo fey s- meh NoantMargit, on o meeny o Fok: On I know Pynots ar os cunning Eawls os wawk'n oth 1 Yeorth. Boh as I'r telling the Meary, whot with. On then I thowt ogen Nip's eh no Fawt: For be meh troth Pr welly oft at fide.
Reet ; boh heaw didney cloo withV weet Clooas ; wur'ney naw whclly pa- 1. YJgh be me troth ; I dithertot mejt Teeth hacktehmeh heeod ogcn: SothatlmauiiV dert itii' Fields oboon twoawers,on cou'cl naw gawrn where eh wur ; for I moot os weei o bin in o Noon: On in id howd'rt up meh Hont I cou'd no moor ha feen't ia he con lee o Flcigh o.
True -furmnus, no marvil ot o wur- fo flay'd; it wur fo fearfoo dark! A,n ere Mwry I cau'd naw boh think. Preo na, tell meh ha theefe lung Nemes leet'n? Um m mn, lemeh fee--I connaw tell the greadly, boh I think its to tell fok by. Well, an ha didneh gooa on with him.
Then as I thowt he tawl t fo awkert- ly i'd aih him for th 1 wonft whot Un- coth's he heard fturrink. Then I aflit him where Jack o'Ned's woo- ant? Seys t' Lad, it's obeawt a Mile, yo mun keep ftreight forrad o yer Lift Mont, on yoan happ'h do. I went in on fund tn two fat troddy FoL wuii'iit teer: Heawe'er I pood o Cricket, on keawrt meh deawn. His fcrunt Wig feel off, on o hontle o whot corks feel into't, on brunt, frizzlt it fo 5 ot when he ofl don it, oil unlucky.
Iglenduit like a ftikt Tup, for. On crope fur into th' Chimney. While this wnr e dooink, fome on um ]i;uj ]cet on a kin on a Dodor ot wooant o bit off, an fhew'cTira th Mon oth' Harftone. He leyd how'd on his Arm to feel his Pulfe I geawfe, an pood. He begun o pofT- ing. He kept clroying his Een. Boh he moot as weel ha foxftuminhis A e, tinth' Lonledy had ir ecle an Eaw'rs labbor on 'im ot Pump: So they feetc um deawn, on then th' Lonclledy coorn in, on wou'd mey um't pey faith lumber ot teyd'n done ur.
This mech 'umtglendorof tone to- ther ogen ; but black Tyke's Paffion wur coolt at't Pump, on th' Wythen Kibbo had quiernt tohter; foot teh camm'd little or none ; boh agreed t'pey aw meeon, then leet'n um deawri, on wur Friends ogen in o Sniff.
This wur mad gawmling wark; on welly os ill os th' tcying th' Eawl. Ney, naw quite, noather Mearey; for Berm's o howfome Smell: Heawe'er, when aw wur fattFt, I cropenar th' Foyar ogen ; r 37 ; ogen ; for I wantot o whawm fearfully for I'r booath cowd on weet, os well as hongry on droy. Belcemy Tummnsyomootn weell; boh yoarn in o good Kele too to, at idd'n Money eh yer Pocket.
Eigh, I thowt I'd Money enough; imttheowft hear moor othat een na. So I feeteon reflut meh,. Sedl, Fil geaw neaw, irxnin geaw wimmcy? I gea,v with the kohoo? I want gut 1 Bed! Ho, ho ; if that be aw fed hooMargit s't hew the: IthowtMargitpotterton fettlt lung i'th Choamber ofore ho laftit ; on I miftrufl it othoor 'meawlt for o bit o tufsling onteawing ; boh o fomeheaw IV fo toyart on healo, ot IV eh no fettle for Catterweawing: So I fed nowt too 'ur: Marry kemeawt, like enough, why not: Is Seroh o'Rutchots fo honfome?
Ney, I connaw fey ot he did; for I'r meetily troublt abeawt me Kawve. Its true meh Carkuft war pratty yeafy, boh; meh Mind moot os weel o line on o Piifmotehoyle, or in o Rook o Hollins or Gorfes ; for it wur one o'Clock ofore eh cou'd toyn me Een. Mi Well, on heaw went'ri ye on ith 1 Mourning when eh wack'nt? SoIcawdjOnth'lond- Iccley coom, on keftit up to Throtteen- pence: So; thowt It 1 meh feln, o weawnded Deeol!
Whot ftiufhon hav I mede here! I cou'd ha fund me feln o how Wick well hus for that Money. Ill naw hav one Boadle t'Tphere omeh ohyde Silver: On neaw Fr in os ill o Kele os meetftiad! M, Now marry naw yo: In idd'n mede ftrusfhion, on Bezzik owey moor B nil's inney hadd'n, yo inet'ii ha tawkt. I find teaw con tell true to o Hure, will Meary ; for bydi 1 Mils, when ot eh coom't grope eh meh Slop t' pey 'ur, IV weawnediy glopp'iit, for the Dule o hr.
On whether eh loft. But gon it wur f I fteart like oWil-cat, on wur welly gawm- lefs: On ot laft I towd hur Fd loft meh Money. Sed hoo, whot dunneh meeon Mon: Sed I, boh its true, on yo mey grope eh meh Breeches in he win Theaw'rt fome mifmanert Jackonapes Til uphowd tey fed hoo ; Ney, ney, Fft naw grope eh the Breeches not I.
Whau, fed 1 yoar lik't ha nowt, beawt yean tey meh Woollen Mittins, and meh Sawt Cleawt ; Thoos'n naw doo, fed hoo, they're naw booath worth oboon twa Groats. Let's fee urn, fed hoo, for theow'rt fome arron Rafcot I'll uphowd teh, So I gen um hur; onftill this brodd- ling Fuffock lookt feaw os Tunor when id done. I think idd'n th' ward Luck ot ewer Kerfun Soul had!
Theaw'll fey fo eend neaw: Well, I'r toyart o that pleck ; on crope owey witheawt bit or fope, or Cup o Sneeze ; for I gawmbl't n ket tat gooa too. I foya 41 foyn fperr'd this Gentlemen's Hoah eawt ; on when eh geete tear, I gan o glent into tli Shipp'ii, on feed o Mon flonning ith 1 Gr. Eigh, fed he ; I wou'd idd'n tell him Fdfene fpeyk at him, fed 1 ; Yigh, fed he, that.
I'll doo, So he'r no foyner gooan,- boh a fine, fattifh, throbby Gen- demon, coom in a Trice, on axt meh whot he wantut? So I ftroakt hur deawn -. Hoos th' fin' ft ot ew r 'ry faighfed he ; boh I deawt things'n leet unluckily for the ; for I. Boh whot's i tch Price fed he? I connaw thwooal hur t 1 meh nown Broother under o Ginny, fed I. Hoos checop o that fed he ; on no deawt boh theaw meyfell hur.
Eigh, fittut Eigh ; far they ned'n none no moor in I need Wctur eh meh Shoon, not tey ; But theaw'fthear. If not Juftice fitch o one's o likely Chap, if tie gooa thither. Sed I, Pr there laft Oandurth, on he'd leet oneth Yeandurthofore. That leet feaw- ly for the, fed he: Well boh this owd Gentlemon's lik'ly'fl of onny I know.
So 1 mede 'im meh Manners, on feete eawt. Ihopeiaha 1 better Luck, Egodfnum. Whau, I thowt eh cou'd too: For- lieawitpopt int' Mind, ot Nip did naw hcw. So meet ofore eh geet tqear, I took Nip, on rubb'd hur primely cjfeath ; een till o' yeawlt ogen.
Sect he, theaw'r oathcr greeof, or greeof-by ; but I gex Fm him or to meeons: Whot wants to wimmey? Odd, but that wur o meety fawfe owd Felly, too-to. Nip; cock the Tele on how the fell: Now now, fed he ; I os idt os o Snig, on os fmoot 44 ; os o Mowdewarp: Oa la a haci'ur if ho ode coil meh o M older, but ot o Friend has lent in eh one eawt o Torjhar, on I need no moor: Boh I'll fwop with the into will.
Mow fed I, ill fwop none: Shilders , Then I. So I went t 1 Rachdaw, on fperr'd 'tis Mon eawt. I leuiid im o back oth' Shopboort, weh o little Dog ot fide on 'im: Well, fed he on- nift Mori, whot done yo pleeoft 1 hav? I want nowtothehan, faidl fori'm come'n fell ye o Bandy he-wit. Neaw, Meary, this Rafcot os weel oft' reft, rooft meh Bitch to the van a Welkin ; but ot tat Time he did naw want one. I deawt team meying o parfit Neatril on o! Frnofoynerareawt, bohothreave o Rabblement wur watching on meh at t' Dur. By th 1 Mifs Meary, Tr fo angurt ot tat, ot I up well meh gripp'n Neave, on hit irn a good wherrit oth 1 Yeear, on then well meh Hough, puncht him into th 1 Riggot.
Then they aw feete ogcn, meh, on ofore id gono Rood, ih Lad's Moother coom y on crope fawfly behunt meh, on geete meh by th' hewer, on deawn coom Nip an me ith' Rtndle, on th' Hoor ot top on f 40 ; on meh: Eigh, for if Qwd-Nick owl me o S he p e d e ine. For w h 1 1 e the Skirmidgc laftut, awth' Teawn wur cluttert obeawt us: I iheamt os -if id flown.: There I'd o mind t' fee if.: I turn'd men, oil who te Dule duft think, boh Td loft Nip. Meary ; fb I cawd, oil! On far aw 1 knew, meh M-. Why, yoad'n be os gaunt cs Grewnt; -O n we 1 1 y fa m m i 1 it.
I tell the Meary Fr welly moydart: Then I thorn inch Heart wou'd ha funk int 1 meh Shoon ; for it feld os heavy os o M uftert-boah, on I ftanck fo, it mede meh os waughifh os owt, on Fd two or dice Wetur-tawms: Beiideaw this, meh Bally warcht ; on eh this fettle I munt daddle Whoam, on feafe meh Meafter! Whot o kin of o beawt liad'n ye well him?
Whau, I'fl tell the moor o that eend neaw: B"o furft thcaw mun inow, that os IV gooink toart Whom os denawn- heartit on mallancholy os a MethodiR, ot thinks he's In-. This thought had hardly glentit thro' meh nob before ot Felly fed ; come honefty ; theaw looks os if to -wur ill toyart ; theawft ride o bit, into will. So looihe Meary I geet on ; on I thought eh neer rid yeafier fin ch cou'd geet o hurapftridd'n o Tit-back.
A good deed fwnmus that wur no ill Felly ; yoad'n ha no ill luck ot tis beawt e goddil. E, Meary, theaws een gext rank monny, on monny o time, on neaw theaw p ffes by the Bowogen ; for I wou'd i'd ridden eawr Billy's Hobby-horfe a howdey t'gether eftid o getting o this Tit: Seysl, obeawt a mile onohoave.
That's reel, feys he ; there's on Eleheawfe juit there obeawt; Til ride ofore, on theaw mun come iawfly after on I'll ley for the there. So he feet off like hey -go-mad ; boh I kepto foot's pefe: Neaw loothe Meary, after this I'd naw ridden mitch oboonhawfe o mik boh I heard forae fockcumminkafterrneho gal- lop, o gallop os if the Deel hadbad hallidey. Theyd'n hardly o'er ta'en nieh boh one on um fweer by ill Mafs, this is my Tit, on I'll lieyt too, if owd Nick flon not ith'?
With that o lufly wither Tyke pood eawt o think like o piece on o BafToon an flappingmeh oth Shilde.
That I 49 J 'The Dee! V hot nn in 1 be prifner for? Stuff Stuff, meer balderdafh fed th 1 Cunftable, Wi that I lecp off th'Tit in a greyt hig, on fed, iat be yoars tak't o. Weel aftit Tummus ; that wur monfully fed, on done too ; think I. I'm a-goin' to California, babe o' mine, I'm a-goin' to California, babe o' mine, I'm a-goin' to Californy, it's a rough and a teejus journey, And I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine. I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner, babe o' mine, I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner, babe o' mine, I'm a-gonna leave old North Caroliner and I'm gonna catch me a boat to Chiner, And I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine.
See the sailors' kids and wives, babe o' mine, See the sailors' kids and wives, babe o' mine, See the sailors' kids and wives, I'm compelled to save their lives, So I gotta keep organizin', babe o' mine. Well, we've got to win this race, babe o' mine, We've got to win this race, babe o' mine, Yes, we've got to win this race, put the bosses in their place, And we gotta get organized, babe o' mine.
It's that good old C. Organize, organize, babe o' mine, Organize, organize, babe o' mine. Well, the boss'll be surprised when he finds us organized, So we'll just keep organizin', babe o' mine. Top Letras Perfect Ed Sheeran.