When first I came down Yorkshire not many years ago
I met with a little Yorkshire girl and I'd have you to know
That she was so blithe, so buxom, so beautiful and gay
Now 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 pigs, my sheep and goats, my stock, my field and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden"

Well, first I went to court the girl she was so awful shy
But she never said a blooming word when other folks was by
But as soon as we were on our own she made me name the day
Now 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 pigs, my sheep and goats, my stock, my field and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden"

And so I wed this Yorkshire girl, so pleasing to me mind
And I did prove true to her so she's proved true in kind
We have three bairns, they're grown up now, there's a grandbairn on the way
And when I look into their eyes I can hear their father 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 pigs, my sheep and goats, my stock, my field and barn
And all the little chickens in the garden"