AH! when the wold vo'k went abroad old folk, out

They thought it vast enough, fast

If vow'r good ho'ses beät the road four, horses

Avore the coach's ruf; roof

An’ there they zot, sat

A-cwold or hot,

An’ roll'd along the ground,

While the whip did smack

On the ho'ses’ back,

An’ the wheels went swiftly round, Good so's; souls (friends)

The wheels went swiftly round.

Noo iron raïls did streak the land

To keep the wheels in track.

The coachman turn'd his vow'r-in-hand,

Out right, or left, an’ back;

An’ he'd stop avore

A man's own door,

To teäke en up or down: him

While the reïns vell slack

On the ho'ses’ back,

Till the wheels did rottle round ageän;

Till the wheels did rottle round.

An’ there, when wintry win’ did blow,

Athirt the plaïn an’ hill, across

An’ the zun wer peäle above the snow,

An’ ice did stop the mill,

They did laugh an’ joke

Wi’ cwoat or cloke,

So warmly roun’ em bound,

While the whip did crack

On the ho'ses’ back,

An’ the wheels did trundle round, d'ye know;

The wheels did trundle round.

An’ when the rumblèn coach did pass

Where hufflèn winds did roar, gusty

They'd stop to teäke a warmèn glass

By the sign above the door;

An’ did laugh an’ joke

An’ ax the vo'k ask, folk

The miles they wer vrom town,

Till the whip did crack

On the ho'ses back,

An’ the wheels did truckle roun’, good vo'k;

The wheels did truckle roun’.

An’ gaïly rod wold age or youth, rode, old

When zummer light did vall

On woods in leaf, or trees in blooth, bloom

Or girt vo'ks parkzide wall. great

An’ they thought they past

The pleäces vast, fast

Along the dousty groun’, dusty

When the whip did smack

On the ho'ses’ back,

An’ the wheels spun swiftly roun’. Them days

The wheels spun swiftly roun’.