When t’lines reawnd this e’en favour crows feet

When childer on’t bus up an’ offer their seat

When thi teeth are so worn that tha has to suck meat.

 

    Tha gerrin’ owd.

 

When tha con ride on a bus beawt payin’ a fare

Where tha used to have one chin tha’s now got a pair

When tha ‘asn’t a comb fer it went wi’ thi ‘air.

 

    Tha gerrin’ owd.

 

When thar eawt fer a stroll, but can’t walk so fast

When tha luks to the future, but jus’ sees the past

When tha playin’ a game and tha allus comes last.

 

    Tha gerrin’ owd.

 

When th’air on thi yed is turnin’ to grey

When thi skin is aw wrinkled an’ dryin’ like clay

When th’only excitement will be judgement day.

 

    Tha gerrin’ owd.

 

When tha’ tryin’ to sleep, an tha’ wakes wi’ a snore

When thi’ memory is gooin’ tha’ cornt remember no more

When tha’ drops aw thi’ money an’ cornt reach the floor

 

    Tha gerrin owd