Tootler
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This is thought to be one of the oldest English Vernacular songs. It recounts the journey of the soul after death and the hazards it will encounter. Very appropriate for Halloween which, after all means "All Hallows' (or All Souls') Eve".
The song is in North Yorkshire dialect
This [Dm] ya neet, this ya [Am] neet,
Ivvery neet an' [Dm] all;
Fire an' fleet an' can'le [Am] leet,
An' [Dm] Christ tak [C] up thy [Dm] saul.
When [Dm] thoo frae hence away art [Am] passed
Ivvery neet an' [Dm] all;
To Whinny-moor thoo cooms at [Am] last,
An' [Dm] Christ tak [C] up thy [Dm] saul.
If ivver thoo gav owther hosen or shoon,
Clap thee doon an' put 'em on,
Bud if hosen or shoon thoo nivver gav nean,
T' whinnies 'll prick thee sair to t' bean,
Frae Whinny-moor when thoo mayst pass,
To t' Brig o' Dreead thoo'll coom at last,
If ivver thoo gav o' thy siller an' gowd,
At t' Brig o' Dreead thoo'll finnd foothod,
Bud if siller an' gowd thoo nivver gav nean,
Thoo'll doan, doon tum'le towards Hell fleames,
Frae t' Brig o' Dreead when thoo mayst pass,
To t' fleames o' Hell thoo'll coom at last,
If ivver thoo gav owther bite or sup,
T' fleames 'll nivver catch thee up,
Bud if bite or sup thoo nivver gav nean,
T' fleames 'll bon thee sair to t' bean,
This ya neet, this ya neet,
Ivvery neet an' all;
Fire an' fleet an' candle leet,
An' Christ tak up thy saul.
The song is in North Yorkshire dialect
This [Dm] ya neet, this ya [Am] neet,
Ivvery neet an' [Dm] all;
Fire an' fleet an' can'le [Am] leet,
An' [Dm] Christ tak [C] up thy [Dm] saul.
When [Dm] thoo frae hence away art [Am] passed
Ivvery neet an' [Dm] all;
To Whinny-moor thoo cooms at [Am] last,
An' [Dm] Christ tak [C] up thy [Dm] saul.
If ivver thoo gav owther hosen or shoon,
Clap thee doon an' put 'em on,
Bud if hosen or shoon thoo nivver gav nean,
T' whinnies 'll prick thee sair to t' bean,
Frae Whinny-moor when thoo mayst pass,
To t' Brig o' Dreead thoo'll coom at last,
If ivver thoo gav o' thy siller an' gowd,
At t' Brig o' Dreead thoo'll finnd foothod,
Bud if siller an' gowd thoo nivver gav nean,
Thoo'll doan, doon tum'le towards Hell fleames,
Frae t' Brig o' Dreead when thoo mayst pass,
To t' fleames o' Hell thoo'll coom at last,
If ivver thoo gav owther bite or sup,
T' fleames 'll nivver catch thee up,
Bud if bite or sup thoo nivver gav nean,
T' fleames 'll bon thee sair to t' bean,
This ya neet, this ya neet,
Ivvery neet an' all;
Fire an' fleet an' candle leet,
An' Christ tak up thy saul.