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OWD ROÄ.1

Naäy, noä mander2 o’ use to be callin’ ’im Roä, Roä, Roä,Fur the dog’s stoän-deaf, an’ e’s blind, ’e can naither Stan’ nor goä.
But I means fur to maäke ’is owd aäge as ’appy as iver I can,Fur I owäs owd Roäver moor nor I iver owäd mottal man.
Thou’s rode of ’is back when a babby, afoor thou was gotten too owd,Fur ’e’d fetch an’ carry like owt, ’e was allus as good as gowd.