When first I came to Yorkshire
Not many years ago
I met with a little Yorkshire lass
And I'll have you all to know
She was both blithe and buxom
She was beautiful and gay
And when I went to court the lass
I heard her daddy say
Treat my daughter decent
Don't do her any harm
And when I die I'll leave you both
My tiny, little farm
My cow, my pig and my sheep and goats
My stock, my fields and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden
When first I went to court the lass
She was so blooming shy
She never said a dickie bird
While other folks stood by
But as soon as we were on our own
She made me name a day
Oh listen while I tell you what her daddy used to say
Treat my daughter decent
Don't do her any harm
And when I die I'll leave you both
My tiny little farm
My cow, my pig and my sheep and goats
My stock, my fields and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden
And so I wed my Yorkshire lass
So pleasing to my mind
I always did prove true to her
And she's proved true in kind
We've got three bairns and they're grown up now
There's a grandbairn on the way
And when I look into her eyes
I hear her daddy say
Treat my daughter decent
Don't do her any harm
And when I die I'll leave you both
My tiny little farm
My cow, my pig and my sheep and goats
My stock, my fields and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden
Treat my daughter decent
Don't do her any harm
And when I die I'll leave you both
My tiny little farm
My cow, my pig and my sheep and goats
My stock, my fields and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden