Nowt About Owt - The Oldham Tinkers

Lyrics by：Traditional

Composed by：Traditional

My name it is William

And folk around here call me

William 'cos that is my name

I works on a farm every month

Of the year and each day of the week

Just the same

But I've fallen in love with a buxom

Fine wench and I think she's a fancy for me

'Cos only last evening we sat on a bench

Underneath the old sycamore tree

And we gauped at one another

And never said nowt about owt

She went a walking with me you know

Down through the fields were the turnips grow

We sat holding hands for an hour or so

And never said nowt about owt

Last week we'd a dance down at farmer

Giles barn so I went

In my best velvet cords

Although I'm no dancer

I'm willing to learn how to clump

With my clogs on the board

Now Betty were theer and

She looked a fair treat

Like a blooming Geranium

And when she said William

Tha's getten big feet

But I'll dance with thi

I was struck dumn

And we gauped at one another

And never said nowt about owt

She cuddled up close that I felt so queer

I wished that nobody else were near

'Cos I wanted to bite a lump out of her ear

But I never said nowt about owt

At toppin' or tailin'

Or ditchin' or railin'

I think of her all the day through

I'm feeling that spoony

I'm going quite looney

She fair makes me riddle she do

And whether I'm ploughing

Or driving the cow in

I thinks when I meet her again

Last night I said Betty

If mother will let e

Come out for a walk in the lane

And we gauped at one another

And never said nowt about owt

She looked at me sloppy like full of love

And cuddled up close like a turtle dove

She looked that theer soft I gave her

A shove and never said nowt about owt

But just at that moment the moon were hid

And into my arms with a bump she slid

'M not going to tell you just what I did

But I never said nowt about owt

Not nowt bowt owt

I never said nowt about owt