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Songs of the Ridings by F. W. (Frederic William) Moorman
page 48 of 70 (68%)
He'll ne'er lift his limmers,(6) he'll ne'er wean his gimmers(7):
Ay, there's Flowers o' the Forest are withered away.


1. Oak-post. 2. Branch of a leafing tree.
3. Earnest money. 4 Barn.
5. Quarryman 6. Wagon-shafts 7. Ewe lambs




THE MILLER BY THE SHORE
AN EAST COAST CHANTY


The miller by the shore am I,
A man o' despert sense;
I've fotty different soorts o' ways
O' addlin' honest pence.
Good wheat and wuts and barley-corns
My mill grinds all t' day lang ;
Frae faave 'o t' morn while seven o' t' neet
My days are varra thrang.

Chorus
I mill a bit, I till a bit,
I dee all maks 'o jobs,
Frae followin' ploos and hollowin' coos
To mendin' chairs and squabs.(1)
Oh! folks they laugh and girn at me,
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